Dried up, greyed out, and slightly sweet

I always seem to fall harder for the container, than I fall for what’s inside of it. Trying all the creams, balms and lotions this time of year. Rosebud Salve has a beautiful tin, definitely a vaseline feel, that smells powdery (Lex had a baby cabbage patch kid that smelled like this). 6/10 – not that I rate anything consistently, but it gets more points for the old timey metal tin & the fact that the salve is pink, and less points for not smelling like rosebuds ..not sure it was supposed to, but the name had me thinking it would.

It’s always pockets vs. drawer pulls around here. We changed out all the pointy cupboard handles years ago and somehow I still managed to get caught on the corner of something.

To close the rip, add stability and give the mending some strength, I fused a little rectangle of lightweight interfacing on the backside and using 100% cotton thread started stitching (in my sewing I try and use a thread that is similar in fiber content as the fabric, my universal choice is almost always a cotton or cotton/poly blend, but I’ve had this thicker cotton quilting thread hanging around and today was its day). I free handed the + + + but in the future I might chalk out a grid, put it in a hoop and go at it properly, not doing these things made it a bit awkward to work on. This is one of my most worn pieces of clothing, so it’s also the one that gets the most trashed ..I love this little patched pocket ♡

Kinda festive woven fabric star made using this tutorial.

Note: I cut my strips 2″ x 8″, which resulted in a finished star size just over 2″. I wasn’t sure I could just change the measurements to whatever I wanted and have it still work, so I made it out of paper first (it worked!), the smaller size in fabric made for extra plumpy folds though. I also added a bar pin to the back, so I can wear it.

Gumdrop Nugats are a weird caramel cream/cow tail texture, with fruity vanilla tootsie rollness and I’m in love with them. We made ours with chopped up gummy fruit slices because the only gumdrops we could find were spiced. 10/10

Small 2021 round up, I don’t know if more or less will get done in 2022, and really I’m good with whatever it ends up being, lets go easy on ourselves. ♡

a year

A birthday book and the makings of an anniversary mask. It’s hard to remember back to the beginning, back a whole year, a year of getting caught up and overwhelmed and angry in the sadness of it all. A year tucked away with my little family, lucky enough to have what we need and time enough to adjust to learn to do life differently. I don’t know, so much emotion is bunched up inside, and it sounds cheesy to say I’m different because of it, better for it, but it kind of feels like that, out growing myself in ways I didn’t even realize were necessary.

A year of using what I have, like taking fabric that I once made into curtains and recycling it into a bouquet for my face, finally (almost) using up that entire giant spool of black elastic that I bought years ago for making my “Midori” style planners.

A year of trying so many different flat metal flexible things wrapped in duct tape just to get a good nose seal, “wrapped in duct tape” because I sewed them into place INSIDE the mask and didn’t want it to rust when washed ..this was before I realized I could sew a little sleeve on the OUTSIDE of the mask and make the metal nose piece removable (lightbulb) and also before actual metal nose bars were a thing you could buy.

A year of sewing matching masks for my parents ♡

Mask upgrade in three pictures and a lifetime supply of the softest ear friendly elastic and metal nose pieces.

A year of trying my best ♡

It’s October

I forget how quick the light changes as soon as it’s decidedly fall. I’m taking note of the dirty hues for future color palettes and appreciating the unkept beauty and melancholy of the last roses. Still feeling a little of that unsettled creativity, not knowing what will be the next shift, getting comfortable sitting in the uncomfortable. There’s a dark wash of color on my hook, and moments when we’re desperately trying to hang on to the light, capturing the late blooms in crochet and making jewels with the lavender from grandmas garden. It’s October, it’s familiar.

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