Friday, February 15, 2013
Lately, reading books has swiftly been replaced by making them instead. It's growing, my little collection of handmade goodness. I'm learning all sorts of wonderful things about papers, 4th century stitches, and how to patina copper for covers. I am enveloped in a romance with deckled edges, dreaming of design possibilities, and have realized a fitting yet dangerous outlet for my paper addiction.
written about my mother being a sewer and having loved it so much, but I've always wondered what has been missing to keep me from loving it as she did. Now, I think I know. Paper. I had never known until now the soothing and meditative effects of sewing thread through paper, by hand and by machine. Yes, I believe there are other plans in store for me with sewing :).
On a completely unrelated, random, but delightful note, a white blanket of fat, fluffy flakes fell all afternoon yesterday. My in-laws are flying in today to stay over this long weekend, and I am happy to welcome them with a proper Colorado snowfall. So I'm off to put a roast in the crock pot and to make a steaming cup of green tea...
I haven't had much time to stop and comment as much as I like to, but I will find my way to your spaces soon. I am thinking of you friends and may your weekend bring you peace and delight...