note to self:

Normally when I have prized cuts, I squirrel them away (like most of my prized things) but recently, I’ve been trying to use more of what I love everyday, for everyday things. A little while ago I made some crazy beautiful bias tape, just because.

Why is it when something feels super special, ultra lux, limited edition or in short supply, we tend to triple wrap it and hold onto it tight as hell, afraid to use it, scuff it, break it, love it? When really, in doing that, we aren’t getting ANY joy from having it, so why even have it!?! I don’t often find myself thinking ” Wow,  I really love that, it feels good knowing that I appreciate it so much so that I never take it out look at it, wear it or hold it”. In fact it’s usually the opposite for me, most things hidden away are forgotten or creep out as a guilty thought every now and then ..kinda sad.

It was actually liberating to use that special Rifle Paper fat quarter for something that at the time seemed wasteful and unworthy of its specialness.

..and then I go one step further, and actually use the super special bias tape, made from the super special piece of fabric to make a super special Stowe Bag and pouch!

Granted I had made two other Stowe Bags out of “less special” fabric before I made this one, just to make sure the sewing kinks were worked out ..haha I can’t help it, I know I would have beat myself up, if I f’d up the bag with the super special fabric! Gads would you look at that logo, even the Rifle Paper edge selvages are too pretty!

oh and then I go and find a little local quilt shop who sells the super special fabric, so  I triple treated myself, cut into it straight away and it was liberating!

lessons and change

I don’t have a green thumb, sometimes I wish I did/think I should (both my mom & sis have gorgeous greenery tucked in every nook throughout their homes and my dad is a wizard outdoors, he spent much of his younger days taking care of a nursery) but I can’t get over the little flying bugs that come along with growing things inside, and I never know how much water is too much or too little, is it turning yellow because it’s dried up or drowned out?!? My mom insists I can do it and will often send me home with cuttings or little babies baby off of her plants, she always believes in me as moms always do ♥ but we both know inevitably I will kill it.
Lesson:
Plants are beautiful, but maybe aren’t my thing and that’s ok.

It’s always Honeycrisps, always, 100% of the time, there were even years when the supply was so small at MN orchards (this was before you could walk into any store and get them anytime of year) that the growers would only allow us to have 1 bag!
Lesson:  More things, not just apples should be handled this way, always making sure everyone gets a little, so no one person gets a lot ♥

.but this year the Sweet Tangos were beyond belief, crisp and so insanely sweet, that when we tasted a honey right afterwards, it tasted like flavorless crunchy water!
Lesson: Give different things a chance, don’t always stick with the usual because it’s your usual, you might just miss out on the sweetest thing ♥

We ate apples,  mailed MN caramel ones to our girl in MA, shared a piece pecan pie in the front seat (eaten with a broken plastic fork, found in the glove box) and we saw the most amazing roses ♥
Lesson: You can close your eyes and live blindly or you can crack life wide open and spread love as far as you can.
I don’t often do BIG things in BIG ways, but I do a lot of tiny things in subtle ways. I’ve found as I get older I need a bit more magnification, a closer look and because I found the cutest reading glasses, I needed to stitch up a just as cute fabric holster for them to live in and because all of this made me feel very much like an adult, I channeled my 6th grade self and bought some scented lip gloss in a little tin.  Strangest thing that little lip balm, you would think “Original Bubble” would mean bubble gum right? Wrong, it smells just like Mr. Bubble the bubble bath, SO WEIRD and yet weirdly appealing!
Lesson: It’s ok to act/feel like a kid sometimes (like with lip gloss), but when it comes to BIGGER things, you need to be a BIGGER person, looking for all the things that make us alike, understanding that the subtle differences are what will make us better and welcoming all of it into our humanity is what will ultimately make us whole. Each of us evolving, growing, becoming more self-aware, knowing what we do (even sometimes tiny things) can have a good/bad impact on everything, everyone, everywhere. We need to push the buttons of possibility in all of us, for the good of all of us. Just because you are the loudest doesn’t mean you are right and just because like-minded cruelty/humor gets you laughter doesn’t mean it’s right and just because you don’t understand, doesn’t mean you can’t be understanding. Be your truest self always, because it’s the person you choose to be when no one is there to notice, that will define you. The nostalgia of the way things used to be is fine for postcards (and lip gloss) but in order to grow and be great we need to actually respect, allow and welcome change.