A Happy Place

The Place of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the place of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world and am free.

I don't know who to credit this poem to but it's worth reading for sure.

An Entire Week!

Wow, time flies. I have been working away on listing things on my Etsy shop, starting a couple of halloween costumes and generally being busy. Not sure why I don't have much to show for it?! Blame the short week I suppose.

What are you going to be for halloween? I think I'm resurecting a pirate costume from times gone by. I can't seem to find the tutorial I read on making pirate boot spats but it's here someplace I'm sure. That way I can wear my sensible shoes, actually stay out past 11 and not be horrible uncomfortable! Stay posted for pics.

Cleaning House

I have too much stuff. What is getting to me right now is the clothing variety. Vintage, prototypes, experiments that weren't just right. So many one of a kind garments around here that have never been worn. Saving all of it is not an option at this point so I'm going to use my Etsy shop as a clearing house. There's a link on the right hand bar of my blog or for those of you in a reader, click HERE. My goal is to list one thing everyday. I'm cleaning out so things are going cheap... all sorts of sizes and flavours! Keep an eye, something might be just what you are looking for.

Flowers, Flowers Everywhere

I'm not sure where this fuss pot streak is coming from. I've been making little fabric flowers all over the place. "Oh, look, cutting scraps, more flowers....." I guess it's keeping the garbage bag thinned out but what am I going to do with all of these? Some have homes, most do not.