I have found myself drawn to crafting blogs of late. I have this fantasy where I have hours and hours of free time and I use it to make beautiful and clever handmade whatevers. Dishcloths, placecard holders, acorn bird feeders, stamped linen napkins, knitted socks. It doesn't matter what, really, I just want to create. I want to be crafty and homemakery and creative.
I've never been particularly crafty. Then I learned how to knit and there was a boom of handmade gifts. I love knitting and I wish I had more time for it, but this new desire goes beyond that. I don't know where it is coming from or how long it will last. I peruse strangers' craft blogs, ogling the beautiful things captured in bright light and clean photography. I find myself thinking that they must be truly happy because they have surrounded themselves with all this loveliness. They have time to be, time to create, space to breathe and find inspiration.
I think the winter darkness must be getting to me. And this basement apartment. I also find myself perusing the apartmet listings on Craigslist quite often...
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