I am so excited to announce that I will be having a trunk show on Small Business Saturday, hosted by local yarn shop Harriet and Alice.
I haven't been writing because I have been making!
Stay tuned while I continue developing my line of hand-loomed artisanal knit products, available for sale Fall 2018.
Santa and I put our heads together this winter on a sorely-needed long-underwear update, and I am so glad we did. Things have been chilly lately up here in the hinterland; my timing couldn't have been better for some fresh cozy layers.
One of my favorite Instagram discoveries of 2017 was Emily Felix's Unraveling Club, an affordable online course which breaks down the steps necessary to unravel old sweaters into fresh, recycled, knittable yarn.
I typically kick off a new year with a list of goals in hand, relieved to have packed away all traces of the holiday season prior to the stroke of midnight. I really love that clean slate feeling.
So I love making goals for the new year, and I definitely have some for 2018, but for this moment I prefer to suck in a deep breath, slow down for a few minutes, and reflect on the passing of 2017.
Were you thinking about making some of your holiday items? Did you get it done?
Contrary to how it might sound when I write about buying less and reusing more, I do enjoy shopping. I can be drawn into the delights of holiday shopping just like the next person, sometimes even relaxing and enjoying it. Who doesn't want to experience a little holiday magic, sweetened with some gift-wrapped goodies?
The last couple of years have been more about knitting than sewing for me, but last month it turned out that I needed to do some sewing. It was a hectic month and sewing hadn't really been part of my plan, but sometimes maybe that's the best way to get down to business, isn't it?
When I first met the man with whom I would eventually marry and have children, I was quickly plunged into a strange world of oil rigs, rotation schedules, offshore drilling, and a lot of moving. It was how I imagined military life, except with less violence and a better paycheck. At the time, I also had been learning about slow and local food and like many, I was growing frustrated with our outsourced American life.
I will be honest, I am not a Halloween person. I am not against it, and I love pumpkins and candy and spooky stuff and fun parties as much as the next person, but I've never been good at pretend. My mom tells me that I was always this way, even as a child.
A year ago yesterday, I was writing on this blog about what it feels like when you know that your life is about to change drastically the very next day. A year ago today, I was at the hospital giving birth to my second son, Wilder.
Ok, so life didn't give me a dress, so much as I bought this dress a long time ago. I'm trying to remember exactly how long, but as far as I can recall, it's approximately as old as my marriage, which just turned ten last week.
The weather has cooled, have you pulled out your sweaters yet? Did you ever put them away? I'm not trying to make you feel bad, I'm just wondering.
My favorite jacket, my Dad's old army jacket, has worked hard to earn its place as the inaugural item in The Archives series. Pulling it out of the closet as the leaves start turning and when morning frost coats the grass never fails to make me happy.
I used to have a closet full of beautiful shirts. Silky camisoles, cashmere tees, even a suede halter top, beautiful with heels and good denim. I also managed to acquire other fun fancy items over time, like a vintage Pucci dress and some amazing Bottega stilettos. I hardly ever went out, since I was teaching full-time while also attending graduate school. But if the call came to hit the town feeling festive, as it did once in a blue moon, I was ready.