I realized today that I do not remember a Christmas season that didn’t involve making things by hand. I just simply cannot think of a time that needle didn’t meet thread in the name of Christmas. I know it happened because I didn’t really start sewing in earnest until after college but I just don’t remember what the lead up to Christmas was like then maybe instead of sewing I was baking or making something out of paper (I’ve had lots of weird phases). maybe I just went shopping…and that was that. maybe it just wasn’t very memorable…so I don’t remember it.
but, in the years since then they have become memorable…I mean who could forget the year I was wrestling blue flannel or decided at the last minute to make a quilt. making is now ingrained in the tradition for me and the hum of the sewing machine is ingrained in Christmas for my family. this week got busy on me…I thought it was all under control and then it just wasn’t. I got a few commissions and decided to join an arts market this coming friday and KAZAAM! there went the calm and collected and in blew a frenzy. but the good kind of frenzy. and good music has made it even better. so, since I can’t share what I’m making (I want surprises, damn it!) I thought I would share what has me shaking my head in my swivel sewing chair. enjoy!!
and, if you are in town pop by and see me on friday at the artisan market off main street!!