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Photo Tutorial: Summer Solstice Sun Wand

The Summer Solstice might be my favorite holiday.  The earth is at last warm again and the lilac trees are full of flowers. School is over and pools are opening!

To celebrate the longest day, I made this very simple wand that takes no time to assemble.

You need

  • A twig of any sort. I used driftwood from our beach.
  • Yellow, red and orange felt
  • Lace, strand of yarn, ribbons….

What to do:

  • Cut a sun shape in your yellow felt, double it. I went really pointy with this one, but you can make a rounder one.
  • Embellish it to your imagination
  • Blanket stitch all around, but leave one point open

  • Cut your stands of lace and ribbons the length of the twig

  • Attach it to one end of the twig.

  • Place inside the Sun.
  • Here I blanket stitched over the lace to firmly attach the Sun to the stick

And you’re done!

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Photo Tutorial: How to make a mei tai doll carrier

Children love to pretend, and do just like their parents. Seeing mommy and daddy with a baby on the back is something usual for my children, and soon enough my daughter requested for a ring sling so she can carry around Victoria, her waldorf companion doll. This spring, I’ve checked on my longtime to-do list one item I really wanted, a mei tai. Both children wanted one, their size. I made two of those while they were naping at the same time…It doesn’t happen often, but today they did so I’ve jumped on the occasion and thought you might like to see how I did them.

First find 2, 3, 4 fabric you like, your child like and that goes well together.

Cut two rectangle that would be around the size of your child’s front. The bigger the easier to carry a big 18″ doll, the smaller the easier to wear for a child. This one is smaller 9×12″, I suggest to go bigger. I have an easy trick for the top strap angles later.

Cut the straps. The longer the better. I first went with 20″. This is okay for the bottom ones, but I’ve added 16″ after trying it on my boy. They are about 4″ large, so I cut them 8″ and folded them. Right side facing, sew/serge on top and the side, and flip them right side up.

Take your rectangle and place one strap in a corner. Cut. Fold vertically (on the longer) and cut the excess corner.

Take one rectangle, facing right side up. Roll your straps, it’s so much easier. Pin your longer ones at the angles.

And pin the short ones at the bottom. Leave an inch or so at the bottom.

Place the other rectangle (right side must face!) and pin around. Sew/serge the sides and top, but leave the bottom open.

Flip everything right and unpin straps. Enter the excess fabric at the bottom in and over stitch it.

If you realize, like me, that the top straps are too short, here’s how I manage to add on without unsewing anything; make straps like you first did, and tuck in a half inch inside the strap.

Inside end of strap in and overstich.

There you go! A beautiful, playful doll carrier for your little person to take his/her doll everywhere!

My son’s been carrying Albus ever since I tried it on him. He only took it out to get in the car twice and promptly asked it back both times. He also took it out to sleep, but I’m pretty sure he’ll ask for it tomorrow.

Hoping I made some of you try to make some! It’s very easy and takes no time. It’s a really good way for your child to carry around his/her doll everywhere while optimizing the chance for it to stay clean!

Please come back and share if you make one, we’d love to see it!


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Our Journey with Stuttering…

Our journey of trying to find help for our daughter who stutters has been a long and windy road. My husband and I both knew that things were not perfect when it came to her speech. There had been signs of a slight stutter in preschool. We didn’t think much of it since our son had shown the same symptoms at that age. He outgrew it and stopped stuttering. Unfortunately our daughter did not outgrow her moments of disfluency. In fact things got worse and worse as the years went on.

After the school tested her, our daughter was put on an IEP (Individualized Education Plan). Of course, we were glad thinking weekly therapy sessions provided by a professional therapist from the school district could only make things better. The opposite happened. Our daughter became more and more frustrated with the program.  Little did we know about the system, a system, where children get thrown into group settings with children who have completely different problems, and each year therapists change multiple times because our school district pays so little that therapists constantly change jobs.

Having our child pulled from the classroom turned out to be a great disadvantage to her learning. Our daughter started falling behind in math because the speech therapists in the school setting often took her during math lessons. Our daughter who already struggles with this subject ended up worse off…As if this wasn’t enough of a hardship classmates started teasing her when they saw her walk off with the therapist twice a week. The whole set-up added to the stigma of being a stutterer and different.

My advise to other parents after this experience: Try to find help for your child outside the school setting!

Picture of a Therapy Session Taken through Mirror Window...

About two years ago we decided to reject the school’s services and  find help at the University of Northern Colorado. The University has a Speech Pathology program where students are trained to help kids and adults who deal with issues surrounding disfluency. Our daughter has been going to therapy sessions with students who are training to be a speech therapist. At first I wasn’t thrilled by the idea. I was worried about throwing my daughter into yet another program with changing therapists and ideas of how to help her. But as it turns out this program has been a great blessing to us. The young students are supervised by a therapist from the Denver area named Patty Walton who specializes in stuttering. The students do change since each student has to finish the program and move on eventually. However my daughter does get to work with the same student for a whole year.  The therapy is consistent and does not change because the supervisor remains.

Elements of therapy at the University of Northern Colorado are :

  1. Getting the student to talk about the emotional side of stuttering.
  2. Learning tools and techniques that help the child or adult make it through times when their speech is not fluent.
  3. Meeting other kids and adults who stutter and compare notes.

I see all three elements  as crucial in helping my child heal and empower herself . I want to cry and jump for joy when I see how much she has improved since she began this program.

If your child stutters I hope you can find a similar program near you. It took us a while to figure this out but I am so glad we finally found what she needed. She has gotten a huge boost from this therapy and was able to do a presentation in front of her class about stuttering this school year. We are so proud of her!

Useful Links:

  • There is the most wonderful website for kids and adults who stutter. It’s called . You can find tons of information, resources, and books.  My daughter really loves to go there and watch videos and read about children who are struggling with speech. Here you also get plenty of advice on how to deal with teasing.
  • The site of the Stuttering Foundation of America


Walton, Patty and  Mary Wallace. Fun with Fluency: Direct Therapy for the Young Child. ProEd, 1998.

Walton, Patty. Fun with Fluency for the School-Age Child. ProEd, coming out in June of this year.



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5 Harmful Effects of Disposable Diapers and Training Pants

Because Super Skivvies is an eco-friendly and sustainable company we feel that it is necessary to help people make an educated decision when it comes to choosing which products to use for their children. This is for the benefit of you and your child, as well as the environment.

(Super Skivvies Convertible Cloth Potty Training Pants – click photo to visit shop)

It still amazes us how many people out there give no thought or regard to how the products they use are destroying the very Earth that we all call home, even after being educated and shown the truth about harmful products. Unfortunately, a lot of people want to sweep these problems under the rug and forget about them. However, I think we can all agree that we need Earth in order to survive and give future generations the basic necessities of clean air, clean water, and healthy food. Simple right?

Take a look at some of the information we found about disposable diapers and training pants:

  • 18 billion disposable diapers end up in landfills every year in the U.S. alone, adding 5 million tons of untreated human waste to the soil. And did you know that it is illegal to put human fecal matter in your household garbage? The American Public Health Association and American Academy of Pediatrics have advised parents that “fecal material and urine should not be allowed to be co-mingled and disposed of as regular trash. This contaminates ground water and spreads disease.” Yes, you must remove all of the fecal matter from disposables before you throw them out. (Click here for information on disposing of disposable diapers)
  • Sodium polyacrylate is a chemical that makes disposable diapers so absorbent that it can absorb up to 100 times its weight in water. However, it can stick to children’s genitals and cause allergic reactions. In the U.S., this chemical was removed from tampons in 1985 when it was linked to toxic shock syndrome. And when this chemical was tested and injected into rats, it caused hemorrhaging, cardiovascular failure, and ultimately death.
  • 500 years! This is how long it can take each disposable diaper and training pant to decompose in a landfill. That means that every disposable diaper and training pant ever used in the world is still decomposing in a landfill somewhere. And almost 30 percent of each disposable diaper and training pant consists of non biodegradable products such as absorbent vinyl layers, Velcro, absorbent gelling material, and plastic packaging that will never break down.
  • Dioxin is a by product of the paper bleaching process used in the manufacturing of disposable diapers and training pants. It is the most toxic of all the cancer causing chemicals and causes birth defects as well as liver disease in laboratory animals.
  • As many as 100 viruses can survive in soiled disposable diapers or training pants for months. This includes the live polio virus and hepatitis excreted by recently vaccinated babies. These viruses constitute a potential hazard to sanitation workers and garbage handlers. No to mention the critters that will crawl into the landfill to find a meal and the birds that will pick through this garbage and fly to who knows where.

This is obviously not an exhaustive list of harmful effects. Ultimately, the choice is yours.

(Wild Coconut Wear Wool Cloth Diaper Cover – click photo to visit shop)

Steph & Anthony of Super Skivvies

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My Journey With Hypnobirthing

What is one of the first things you think of when you hear someone is pregnant or when you found out you were pregnant yourself? How did you envision labor and birth? Were you bombarded with information about your friends births and that of their friends as well? Was it positive or not? Chances are you had more negative stories than positive, unless you were very lucky. I was 23 when pregnant with my first. I was very scared of all the pain I was to endure when birthing a child. But I also had an aunt that was only 8 years older than I who had had 2 very successful homebirths. None of my other family even thought twice about another way. My poor grandmother was strapped down and knocked out, waking to her newborn babies. This was the norm for a very long time because women were looked at, and still now in many ways, as weak and not being able to withstand the intense physical and emotional process of labor and birth.

I knew there had to be another way. I shouldn’t have to look back on the birth of my children as scary and excrutiatingly painful. After all, women didnt have any anesthetic for thousands of years and we seem to have done fine. I was determined to see this as a positive thing. The alternative was just too overwhelming to deal with. I chose a nurse midwife to deliver our baby in a “natural birth” friendly hospital.  Sitting in the office one day I saw an ad for Hypnobirthing classes. My only thoughts about hypnosis were strange and fake episodes where the participants have to be playing along. I mean, cmon! But I thought it was something to look into and our first meeting would be free. When my boyfriend Aaron and I went to the first meeting we were a bit skeptical but thought we would give it a shot. After talking with us, our instructor Amy gave us a fear release. This was just really a guided relaxation that made you visualize and name your fears and consciously let it go. You are conscious the whole time. You choose how deeply to relax. I tell you after leaving that meeting I felt somehow lighter. I dont know quite how to explain it but one thing I can compare it to is doing yoga for awhile. I was relaxed (so not like me).

The main idea behind hypnobirthing is that your mind and your body are connected.  When we are scared your body reverts to fight or flight and your body then releases catecholamines, a hormone from the adrenal glands as a result of the stress.  In hypnobirthing, you are training yourself to relax and release the good feeling endorphins that lead to a more comfortable, easy faster and calmer labor and birth. In addition to that, it teaches your partner and you how to be in sync.  It also teaches you about the language of birth in our intervention based society.  How the word “labor” is changed to “birth process”, contractions are changed to “surges” and to not listen to anything negative about birth…from anyone!

This last one was the hardest by far.  Because you all know as soon as you tell someone you are pregnant then all of their stories about how long their labor was, and how all these interventions had to be done and how scary it was and awful and blah blah blah.  Do you ever wonder why women have to do that?  Why we are at constant competition to one up each other with birthing horror stories?  We have been conditioned to think that we are incapable of dealing with the intense process of birthing our babies.  This is not to say that there aren’t people out there who really do need interventions and I am conscious and thankful that I’ve had 2 low risk pregnancies and live in an age where if I had a real problem it could be attended to properly.

But I am here to attest and promote this fantastic way of labor and birthing.  It wasn’t until I had my second that I really understood how amazing our minds really are.  Like I said earlier, we were very young and broke with our first baby, barely together a few years and about to bring another soul into this crazy place.  My hospital journey was as good as it could’ve ever been.  I had zero interventions, and was able to labor and birth in a tub.  My labor lasted quite a while, about 24 hours, but I can say with confidence that I myself was the reason my labor lasted so long.  I was very afraid of becoming a mother.  I didn’t have the most concrete of upbringings, and I still struggle with my relationships with my parents.  My own fears of what kind of life I could give this innocent child prevented me from embracing  it all and just letting it be.  It wasn’t until I was pregnant with our daughter almost 6 years later that I realized this.  I knew this time would be different, because if I thought it, it would be.

My goal with my second pregnancy was to have a 3 hour homebirth from start to finish.  I was determined.  My husband and I had a few refresher courses but mostly did everything on our own.  He is an amazing coach and I couldn’t have asked for a better partner in these wonderful experiences. We got an awesome team of homebirth midwives that truly respected our methods. Looking back, my labor was off and on for about 2 weeks.   So frustrating, but every time I thought I had a “surge” I envisioned my cervix opening ever so slightly each time.  My surges weren’t really consistent and they weren’t much at all really; more like Braxton-Hicks than anything.  One night, about a week or so after my “due week”, my water broke.  Immediately I was in high gear, but it felt so different I wasn’t sure I was in active labor really.  I felt so relaxed and it  just felt like rhythmic pressure.  I knew once there were no breaks between the “surges” that this was going to be fast.  We called the midwives and they got to our house just in time.  My daughter was born in the water and my son got to cut her cord.  I couldn’t have asked for anything more.  When all was said and done, I was interested to see how long my labor and birth was.  We ended up with a time of 3 hours and 19 minutes from water breaking to completion of 3rd phase.  Good enough for me 🙂

So if the fear of having a baby or another traumatic birth overcomes you…look into Hypnobirthing.  It may be the best thing you ever did.

Brittaini Pulver is mother to Santiago, 7 and Adelina 1 and lives in Columbus, Ohio with their amazing father, Aaron.  They plan to have more hypno water babies in the future.

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Girls Love Dinosaurs

My middle daughter loves dinosaurs. She loves cars and trucks and playing the boy parts in pretend play. She plays rough and growls to show what a big, scary dinosaur she can be. She also likes to wear ‘boy clothes’… shirts with bugs and cars and, of course, dinosaurs.

Not every day. Some days she is a fairy or a princess. Some days she likes to put on her frilliest, pinkest dress and be ‘girly’. Some days she absolutely won’t wear the bug shirt because she “doesn’t want to dress boyish!”. Some days she feels torn about what she likes and I would say, even feels bad about being a little different than some other girls she knows, or somehow thinks girls should be. I really don’t know where this comes from. I encourage my children (three girls) to try out any type of toy or style of clothing they may like, trying my hardest to ensure they aren’t getting any gender stereotypes from me. I suppose, though, try as I might, that these stereotypes are going to sooner or later leak in somewhere. Obviously they have, perhaps from playing with friends or her cousins who live just next door.
So, how do I protect my children from these stereotypes? How do I give them an environment where they can make up there own minds about who they are and what they like and who they want to be?

This is no easy question.. or, perhaps if it is you can fill me in. Our society is saturated with gender stereotypes (among many others). Girls like this and behave this way and dress that way, same for boys. We get uncomfortable when those lines are blurred. I know parents who are afraid to let their little boys play with baby dolls. What is this fear?! Who determines these roles?Well, I for one won’t. My little girl can play with dinosaurs and trucks and baby dolls and fairy wands til her heart’s content. It is not for me to decide who she is or what she likes or who she will be. When she becomes upset that someone might tease her if she wears her bug shirt, I remind her, it’s not ‘boy clothes’, it’s Zoe’s clothes.


For more on the topic of children and gender stereotypes, check out this series of articles by Lori, of Beneath the Rowan Tree.

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Sleepover Nightmares…

I am having a really hard time with the American institution of the Sleepover or Slumber party. I had never heard of the existence of such a thing until I moved to the US. What in the world is a sleepover?

When I was the kid growing up in Germany, the only reason one would spend the night at someone else’s house would be because your parents were hospitalized or on a romantic Getaway. The only place you would spend the night would be your grandma’s or a relative’s house. But then this rarely EVER happened. My parents were not the vacationing type.

Let me ask you: Why would you let your child spend a night at a perfect stranger’s home? I remember the agony of my kids asking me once they started school, begging me to spend the night at so-and-so’s house. After all, I already stick out like a sore thumb with my German accent. Then I also became known as that German lady who wrecks birthday parties.

I am sorry I am having such a hard time with this. I just don’t see why children should be allowed to go to another kid’s house and stay up all night eating candy, watching inappropriate movies, and do anything BUT sleep. I have seen the zombie-like victims of such parties at soccer games the next day…

Even better, one time this kid walks up to me, not knowing me from Adam, and says: “Can I sleep over at your house?” What in the Sam hill?

I feel bad for being the crusher of so many sleepover dreams but it took me a while to wrap my mind around this idea. I don’t want to be mean or anything, I just want my kids to be safe and not worry about them getting in the middle of some bad scenario. I have actually had parents confess to me about their regrets letting a child sleepover at times. Looks like I am not alone with my fears.

Over the years I have tried to find a healthy middle ground where I can exist and my kids can still have fun. I developed some rules that make me feel better about letting my child participate in a sleepover. So hopefully all of us can >sleep like a baby< when they are away from home…

1. Knowing all members of the family and what the sleeping arrangements will be is a must for me! I don’t let my child sleepover at anyone’s house unless I have met both parents and the siblings. I have to be able to trust my instincts. If I have any doubts about my child’s safety, I will say “No!” to the sleepover.

2. I talk to the parents about rules in their house and try to assess whether my child will get any sleep that night. If we have big event on the agenda for the next day, and I get the impression that this will be more of a “Awake-over” party, I may allow my child to go to part of the party. I pick them up after they had dinner at their friends house. They just don’t do the sleep part of the party…

3. I make sure I have the parents’ house and cellphone numbers and that they have mine in case of an emergency.

4. It’s also a good idea to discuss what foods are being served, especially if your child has allergies or is a picky eater.

Points to consider from the child’s perspective:

Is he/she emotionally ready to sleep away from home? Will my child be comfortable spending the night at another person’s house?

Discuss with your child what happens in case they wake up before the family in that house does? Our kids are early risers. They are up early regardless of the time they went to bed the night before. Will they be comfortable upon waking up?  What will they do when they are awake before everyone else?

Hope my little check list helps you and your kid stay safe and avoid any nightmares.


Ulla Seckler  is a dollmaker who was born and raised in Germany. She lives in beautiful Colorado with her husband and two kids. You can find her Notes by a German Dollmaker on her blog where she shares some great German recipes, pictures of her sweet dolls, and life lessons learned.  Don’t forget to stop by her Etsyshop and take a peek at her wonderful doll creations.


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Book Review – The Lone Bull

Oh, how I love this story, never have I met such a good-natured bull …

The Story of Ferdinand ~ by Munro Leaf (Author), and Robert Lawson (Illustrator)

“all the other bulls who had grown up with him in the same pasture would fight each other all day. They would butt each other and stick each other with their horns.What they wanted most of all was to be picked to fight at the bull fights in Madrid …But not Ferdinand.”

I have read this story many times to my girl when she was young … the book was even wrapped up nicely by my daughter and put under the Christmas tree one year when my girl who noticed how fond I was of Ferdinand .. she thought I should certainly have a few more special presents just for me.

There is so much to be admired about a little bull who knows how to listen to his heart and happily sits among the flowers and underneath a cork tree in a little pasture in Spain … instead of butting heads as the other little bulls do.

Though it is not always easy to stand alone or stand out …how important for our little folks (and ourselves) to know that we can. By the way did you notice the “cork tree”? … Or all the boo boos and bandages the other little bulls are sporting?.

reprinted from original post by prettydreamer  from “whither will i wander”



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Horse Mentorship Camp…Thumbs UP!

Eva is just now seven….and a huge horse fan. She has been on a horse’s back since she was 19 months old and feels as comfortable there as she does sitting on a swing. And though she has never gone to any sort of camp before…when a friend told me about the Silver Horse Healing Ranch….I thought perhaps this was the summer to let her have some camp time. My instincts were right.The ranch is nestled in the mountains of Topanga Canyon. There are several corrals in the midst of immense trees and lush wild brush. The horses who are cared for so lovingly here are all rescues…and the most relaxed horses I have ever seen.Diva and Laydee are large, gentle Percheron draft breeds. These were Eva’s favorites…They were rescued from their lives of misery, standing in stalls barely large enough to contain them, continually pregnant and tapped for their urine for the hormone replacement drug Premarin. (An acronym, I learned, for pregnant mare urine.)The ranch holds a one to two week summer camp and other classes all summer. They also have other programs, which are designed to help heal children and adults with ADHD, high functioning autism, depression and cancer survivors. The motto there is “Helping Horses Helping Humans.”

It is run by an English gal who, I am convinced is part cow girl, part shaman….and whose name happens to be Sara Vaughan…well I think she just changed it to Sara Fancy! She has such a love and respect for horses and all living things…including children. On her site it says, “Children are taught how to tap into the horse’s willing nature to gain co-operation and a reciprocal relationship. There is no pressure put onto the child or the horse to do things that are stressful to the child or horse.” The experience Eva had demonstrates how true those words are.

One of the things I love most about Sara is the matter-of-fact respect she had sharing with the children all her knowledge. From a Waldorf perspective, when a child enters first grade, as Eva will this year, she looks to a single point of authority and yearns to learn about the world of adults. Sara has that authority with humor, a straight forward approach, wealth of info and a spiritual perspective on her world that makes her a wonderful role model, for boys and girls alike.

The day begins in her yurt, (equipped with an outhouse and a compostable toilet.) There she forms a circle with the children and gives the ground rules and the plans for the day. She might tell the histories of the various horses and share her convictions about why horses and every living being deserve respect and how it is an honor to be on a horse’s back. Then they might play tuning forks together, learn to run in a herd around the room, or have a beautiful horse-related tale read to them, choose Indian names for themselves or discuss various animal encounters they had the previous day with a snake, or bee or coyote etc. Then it is out to care for and groom the horses. With just about one on one attention, which is easy to do because the camp is limited to nine children and Sara has two helpers, she shows them all the homeopathic medicines for the horses. “Nothin’ in ‘ere is toxic,” she reaffirms. And the children smell and look at all the various natural ointments as she tells them stories of how she healed this horse and that one from the various ailments they had when they arrived in her care.

Day by day, the children deepen their appreciation for the horses, guiding them on leads with halters (Sara never uses a bit), grooming them, tending to any wounds, feeding them carrots or handfuls of hay, molding their own horses from clay, and learning to understand how horses think and feel and how human behavior affects them.

“Where is the riding?” you might be asking. It is actually a special time reserved for the end of the day. The children ride one at a time on a soft pad, led by Sara or one of her two lovely assistants. Eva even got to canter for the first time, with Sara running along, huffing and puffing!

But this is not a riding camp, per se. It is so much more. When Eva arrived, she was tentative around the horses, around Sara, around these unfamiliar grounds. By the end of the first week, she was marching around (with quiet feet, of course, so as not to startle the horses), directing any newcomers, getting bits of hay and feeding it to her favorites, or just having a tete-a-tete with Hank or Diva. From her posture to how she discussed her various opinions with Sara or relayed the day’s events at home, her confidence, not just as a “camper,” but as a little person, was deepening and growing every day as her bonds with the horses grew stronger. She and all the friends she made there shared a beautiful and fun adventure none of these children will forget any time soon.

One very funny coincidence that topped it all off for Eva specifically was that Sara has a rescued chihuahua mix named Minnie…and so do we! Here are the two Minnies with our Minnie on the right! This delighted Eva and the other children to no end!

I can’t say enough to recommend the Silver Horse Healing Ranch‘s children’s programs. What a natural way to spend the day, what a relaxed way to spend the summer, what a very special experience that will touch my daughter for a lifetime. We will be back for more!

Thank you for reading!
Rebecca Varon aka Nushkie!

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Knitting a Community

Every Tuesday my mom and I go to meet up with our knitting circle. It consists of a group of six ladies, more or less. Most weeks it’s not all six of us. We each have our families and responsibilities that keep us away some of the time.
Nancy is a senior citizen and she has been pre- diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s disease. Her speech is labored and she is often difficult to understand. But it’s well worth it to listen closely. She is so full of life. Makes one think the ‘Golden Years’ really are the best years of our life!
Tammy and my mom are about the same age, have grown children and grandchildren. They’re both so full of wonderful advice for a young mother like myself. Tammy is an avid knitter but my mom is just learning. I try very hard to remain patient!
Katy is a little younger than those two. She’s a single woman, no children but loves her dogs like they are her children! She’s very crafty and sews tea towels for her little Etsy shop. Katy is moving to Wilmington North Carolina today, to be near the beach. She will be missed.
And then there is myself and my friend Alison. We’re both mothers in our 30’s. She’s married, I’m separated. She sews handbags and pouches, I knit toys. She doesn’t knit.. at all. But she sometimes brings along a project, or just comes and talks and drinks coffee.
And we all talk, and knit (or crochet, or hand sew, or just talk). We talk about our families and our work. About fiber and knitting and selling crafts. We talk about new babies and grown ‘babies’ and family troubles. We talk about transitions and longings. About new adventures and old habits and songs we are fond of and contestants on television shows.
We are all different and yet a common bond, a humanity and need for community bring us together… through craft. Through working with our hands and creativity.
In the end, we’ve got a little knitting done (or not), but we walk away with much, much more.