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Various: The Crafter's Companion: Tips, tales, and patterns from a community of creative minds
Often people attempt to live their lives backwards;
they try to have more things, or more money, in order
to do more of what they want, so they will be happier.
The way it actually works is the reverse. You must first
be who you really are, then do what you need to do,
in order to have what you want.
~Margaret Young
Thoughtful Friday, join me won't you!
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Gather ye rose-buds while ye may
Old time is still a-flying.
And this same flower that smiles
today, Tomorrow will be dying.
~Robert Herrick
If we are facing in the right direction,
all we have to do is keep on walking.
~Ancient Buddhist proverb
Here is where I can learn.
~Andy Goldsworthy
I've decided to start posting a picture and a favorite quote every Friday (kind of like I did yesterday but on Fridays) to carry me through the weekend. If you'd like to join me please do - call me sappy but I love reading quotes and would like to see some of your favorites too! Just tell me in the comments if you'll be participating and I'll be sure to stop by :)
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It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. ~Charles Dickens
Happy Spring everyone! Our spring looks a lot like winter here just more brown and muckish. We got a fresh layer of snow last night but it has almost completely melted. Now only four more feet to go!
I made these carrots for the kids Equinox baskets. They are posed with Sour Cream, my youngest sons lovey that he's had forever. I used this pattern but modified it some. The pattern calls for increases until you reach 32 stitches around but I stopped at 20 stitches and then kept going until I reached the length that I wanted. I believe the smallest carrot is 12 stitches around. I only printed out the first page of the pattern by mistake therefore I'm not sure how they did the green tops so I just improvised mine. They are stuffed with poly-fil only since my kids are too old for rattles as called for in the pattern; they're really too old for these in general but they don't mind indulging their mama every now and then.
I've been working on a new project that I am planning to unveil next week. I'm really excited about it and can't wait to share it with you so be sure to check back on Monday for the grand opening :)
I hope you all have a lovely weekend and Easter!
"Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars... and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence is joyful. Everything is simply happy."
Sarah made a comment about my tag line - "simply happy pretty things" - and I realized that I had never really said where it came from. I came across this quote from Osho and I just loved it. It reminds me to take notice of and enjoy the little things, to find peace and joy in nature and to try and live simply. I hope you like it as much as I do!
Whose room this is I think I know,
Can’t blame the kids - it’s mine, to sew.
I can’t believe these piles of stuff
Are filling up my studio.
My little cat must think it queer
To see me get up off my rear
Between the fabric, thread and pins
The darkest evening now is here.
I ask the kids to make some tea,
I’ll be gone awhile you see.
I must focus, no distractions,
By crafty books in Japanese.
This mess is ugly, dense and deep.
But I have paper bits to sweep,
And piles to go before I sleep,
And piles to go before I sleep.
*my version of Robert Frost's
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
