Ending like I began or beginning like I ended.

When I first taught myself to crochet most of my hooks, patterns and yarns were found second hand, so a lot of what I made had a modern granny feel, studying the patterns, memorizing the terms and learning the delicate movements of thread crochet gave me such an appreciation for the tools, the dedication of time and most of all the makers. The only sad thing with second hand is you rarely know the history of what you have, how much love was poured through it or how many hours of joy it gave, still to this day I have a hard time leaving any vintage hook, or booklet behind.

I can only hope 100 years from now someone finds my crochet hook collection as endearingly sweet as I find these old tools. 💕

Ending a decade like I began it, and heading into a fresh new one the same, with a deep love for handmade and history and crocheting snowflakes. 💕

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Pattern: Inscribed Snowflake by Julia Hart

I’ve updated my starching method from homemade sugar slurry to a ready made spray bottle hard starch specifically for thread, yarn and fabric. Stiffy and Stiffen Quick are the ones I’ve used. (They smell like pva “Elmer’s” glue, and that has me curious if I could just water down regular glue and make my own?!?)

Bright Moments

Taking a moment, slowing down, drifting back & forth between all the things that give me joy

a little crochet,

a little nerdy stitching for him,

a little collecting, sorting, sifting & snarking,

organizing like with unlike and scissors with scissors.

Giving a quiet moment to memories, to sadness, to the background ache,

to the melancholy that creeps in when something good, bad or indifferent, ends, begins or stays the same.

Bright studio moments for not dead plants & for giant cones of red wool,

and for creating tiny treats, small enough for a mouse’s pocket.

Moments for loving grouchy grinches & for just plain love,

and maybe a little extra moment for the love of 8 homemade butter mints.