February 25, 2024



Where to begin, well with a new grandchild recently born, its a good a time as ever to tell my story of creating, making and doing.

In an earlier post I mentioned the magazine: Where Women Create.  Love this idea and concept and whomever zeroed in on publishing photos and stories about this is a genius.

Fascination with the how and where and what of the path of a maker is about the love of life.


About me.  I started out in a small house with my parents and one sister.  My mothers parents lived a mile away in a small house and we had lots of years of gathering and making.  Many of the memories are from making to make do, save money, economize, you get the drift.

We did ok.  My parents funded both by sister and my college education.  Sent us on a trip with the church choir to England.  Taught us many life skills, most of which were from the position of make do, save money, and economize, but that's my origin.

At a very young age I always wanted to make things.  From ideas in magazines, fashion, a fascination with miniatures, pets(mostly dogs) and some cooking.  Although cooking never lasted long enough.

My grandmother looked after my sister and me a fair amount as she lived close to us.  She was a maker.  My memory is her sewing, braided rug making and her gentile way of living...on a budget.  My grandfather was an Ag engineer and my Mother spent her childhood moving from one place to another following her fathers career.  Mostly farm management.  Apparently those jobs were short lived,  due to the hard times of the farming industry.

My Mom always said she wouldn't move us around, because she hated it so.  New schools, starting over.

So we lived in the same house until many years after we left home, my Father died and then we moved our Mother to a facility(against her wishes) so we could insure she had additional care that we were unable to provide.

Within this little house was the "back bedroom"  My Mothers sewing room.  Tiny, but adequate.  It was her small slice of therapy.  Quiet, away from the television, where she could make and create.

As a child my memory of endless hours in fabric stores, while my Mom looked and felt fabrics.  It was so boring.  Until later when I realized it was food for creation.  She taught me endless things from her sewing.   She was an adult ed teacher of sewing, tailoring, pattern fitting.  Basically a rock star in her area of expertise.  She inspired many to sew, create, and do.  Which is now where I begin my blog.


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