It's officially crunch time, and no, I don't mean the sound of holiday cookie snacking.
With the guild meeting just six days away, and all the winter holidays bearing down on us just as swiftly, it's time to buckle down (no, not blueberry buckle; get your head out of the bakery!), and get cracking (still not talking about toffee!) on those crafts.
With the guild meeting just six days away, and all the winter holidays bearing down on us just as swiftly, it's time to buckle down (no, not blueberry buckle; get your head out of the bakery!), and get cracking (still not talking about toffee!) on those crafts.
This time of year my diet suffers after every dropped or incorrect stitch. I gotta come up with a better curse than, "Oh, fudge!"
So while you're icing your wrists (not frosting!) and trying to coax one last slipper off your hook or needles, remember the goodness (mmm... goodness....) your hard work is going to spread. Like warm, buttery caramel sauce. No, wait; not like that. Like happiness. And warmth, that part's right. And like showing friends, family, and strangers alike that the kindness of a handcrafted gift can truly be a life-altering experience. There's nothing like holding an object in your hands that you know someone put part of their life into, and that they did it for you.
I urge anyone who hasn't yet completed a project for Evergreen Manor to do so. It's easy to lose track of time with all the events and holidays we've all got stashed away for these wintery months, and what with all the delicious treats and beautiful decorations both man- and nature-made to distract us, it's not hard to forget, for just a moment, to do things we meant to. It's also easy to believe our offerings won't be good enough, or that everyone else will make so many amazing things that ours won't really be needed.
I promise, though, that even the "roughest" looking hat by our spoiled standards will be gratefully accepted and considered more beautiful than any perfectly stitched store-bought hat could be. I promise, too, that there is no such thing as too much in this case. We can't possibly make too many gifts. The need is too great, and the season too frigid, for even a single scarf to go unloved.
Now, if you need me, I'll be finishing up a set of mitts and trying desperately to not eat the last of the apple bread.
I urge anyone who hasn't yet completed a project for Evergreen Manor to do so. It's easy to lose track of time with all the events and holidays we've all got stashed away for these wintery months, and what with all the delicious treats and beautiful decorations both man- and nature-made to distract us, it's not hard to forget, for just a moment, to do things we meant to. It's also easy to believe our offerings won't be good enough, or that everyone else will make so many amazing things that ours won't really be needed.
I promise, though, that even the "roughest" looking hat by our spoiled standards will be gratefully accepted and considered more beautiful than any perfectly stitched store-bought hat could be. I promise, too, that there is no such thing as too much in this case. We can't possibly make too many gifts. The need is too great, and the season too frigid, for even a single scarf to go unloved.
Now, if you need me, I'll be finishing up a set of mitts and trying desperately to not eat the last of the apple bread.
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