In which I listened to The Paper Kites, read poetry by Seamus Heaney and sewed not as much as I would have liked.
Lupa dresses were the order of the day. Dusty grey linen. Bell sleeves, buttons and petals at the back. This was the dress I wore to my (not much of a) wedding and subsequently offered as the prize in an instagram giveaway.
It's a special one, for sure. I made the Lupas mostly in the evening last week, it was half term and my children were both around during the day. Making dresses in the evening can be a challenge, but can equally be a tonic for the soul after a whole day of lego and pretending to be a knight. Kettle on, radio on, go.
New doors also opened up last week. I can't say anymore yet, but seeing new ways forward is so encouraging. I worry often about all of the Wild Flora eggs being piled high in one big Instagram basket. What if Instagram went away? What if it broke? Unrealistic, perhaps, but a worry all the same. It's okay though, worries are good, I think. This is one I can work with. It's pushing me to think outside of those lovely little boxes.
I do love those little boxes, that have offered so much possibility, connection and inspiration. In fact, I am on the lookout for UK based makers to follow. I love the global aspect of Instagram but have started to notice a lack of the local in my own feed. I know they are out there, I just need to find them! Potters, artists, jewellers, writers, carvers, weavers, painters, please tell me which ones you love....
Thank you for reading and wishing you a peaceful week ahead.