l’ve started to learn several new crafts with wool this year, but none impacts me as much as nålebinding, a craft where you use a wooden or bone sewing needle to create woollen objects like mittens, headbands, hats or circle scarves. a nålebinding needle in a couple rows of stitches Above is my current on the go...

This is my Filofax Clipbook personal size. I thought it would be fun to show you what’s in it, mostly because I love to share how I use this for both planning and creativity. This is a special kind of filofax with the rings sticking through the cover and a wide spine, which means you can fold over this Filofax to...

This idea jumped in my head when I pondered my blog and it set up a whirlwind of thoughts. Time to get them out of my head and on my blog. The reason for writing this list is that when words just don’t want to get posted, focusing on the who may help you to write. In random order, I write my blog for: myself. My aim...

Dear Creative Soul, For years I dreamed of being the kind of person carrying around notebooks everywhere. Sitting on a park bench staring at a tree, taking my time writing a poem, or lingering in beautful cafe’s and writing something profound while sipping a cup of tea. To sustain that dream I wrecked my back...

I lean back in my chair, take a sip of my coffee and moan. “Bless the one who invented adding spices to coffee.” I inhale the scent and growl at the idiot in front of me, giggling like a madman. “What?” “Darling, you’re an addict. If they’d added lollipops to it, you’d find a reason to love it.” I giggle, “That...

I arrive home and frown at my porch. Why are there about ten million pumpkins on there? I make my way to the front door, tripping over pumpkins several times, mind you, and open the door with my code. “Jeff! Where are you?” “Miles, you’re home!" I glare at my boyfriend and say, “Why did a pumpkin god throw up in our...

I've more and more become passionate about trying different fiberarts, and it makes me want to be an advocate for crafting, especially when the world overwhelms. I'm a long time crocheter and knitter, and lately I'm adding more and more to my arsenal. I'm learning a lot of (sometimes ancient) crafts, and I love it....

This is a post in response to James’ post, and I had to write this right after reading his post, because stickers! A journal isn’t a journal until I’ve put stickers on it. Sometimes I go fancy, layering stickers until I’ve covered it up completely. Other times, just one sticker is enough. But sticker have to be on...

I stole his cardigan. In my defence, I was cold and he left his cardigan on the back of a chair in the library for at least fifteen minutes. I’m almost certain there’s a law that says that objects left for more than 15 minutes are eligible to be stolen. So, I took his cardigan and he isn’t getting it back. It’s...

“Only you would think it’s romantic to go to the beach in October storms!” I tilt my head into the wind and yell, “Babe, don’t you feel invigorated?” He growls, “I feel cold and all stormed out. I’m going to the beach cafe, and get coffee to warm up.” I turn to him and grin, “Get me a hot cocoa.” He kisses me gently...

When I was a little girl, I loved the rain. While everyone in my family hid from the raindrops, I headed out, with my bright yellow raincoat on, and my yellow polkadot boots, and I ran out to jump in puddles, and stand with my head tilted back, catching raindrops on my tongue. My favourite spot to be in the rain was...

Clouds seem to have a mind of their own in autumn. I love to watch them rush by my window, and imagine what they do to the earth below if they get a chance. That grey one over there looks mean, it looks like it could just drop rain at any second. And that fluffy white one… ooh I feel some mixed emotions from that...