Tuesday, 28 February 2012

old skool badges

A recent lunchtime stroll through my local outdoor market resulted in a little treat for me: a stall with a big tray of cheap pinback badges. There were old badges, new badges, rare badges and retro badges. It was so much fun sorting through them and picking out my favourites.
I came away with these three cute finds.
A pretty barn owl on blue and green, advertising a sanctuary.
Who doesn't love Snow White? Especially in yellow, red and white.
More bold colours, more love proclaimed - this time for Paris. Well, it's true, j'aime Paris!

Badge-collecting is another thing that my mother passed down to me. I wrote about her collection and why I love badges so much in this post.

And if you want to see what pinback badge the rock legend Patti Smith gave me, check out this post!

Monday, 27 February 2012

my mother's stash

At the weekend we visited my mother. She'd been telling me for a while that she wanted to show me her collection of fabrics, thread and notions. She loves that I'm enjoying sewing (she taught me - well, her and YouTube, haha!) and wanted to give me as much as I could squeeze into my cupboards.
My plan for this pretty striped fabric is to make summer trousers for my toddler using this wonderful tutorial. This was something mum threw in at the last minute. Before that, she showed me her piles and piles of treasures. It was vintage sewing heaven! She had huge boxes of cottons - some of which were quite old.
I took a handful of the ever-useful whites/creams, having tested them for snapping first (some others were from the 1920s/30s and snapped at the slightest pull - they were soooo pretty but not very useful!) Mum had hoarded decorative old soap boxes and used them to store embroidery flosses and ribbons.
Aren't they sweet? This is such a lovely way to store buttons and ribbons. She had some empty ones which I took home to use for some of the sewing things I have trailing around.
At one point she got me to reach up onto a high shelf and pull down a woven wicker box. Inside was a paradise of ribbons, trims and lace! I wanted to take everything but I tried to select just a few of the loveliest things - and ones I could see myself using very soon.
She also showed me all the pieces of scrap fabric she had used in her lavender bag making when I was a child. This brought back a lot of memories! I wrote about them in this post last year, when I started making lavender sachets myself.
The crazy thing was a whole pile of them had already been sewn and were just waiting to be filled and closed! She always made circles and used to sew a circle of lace around the edge. She really wanted me to have these - to make and sell. I am not quite sure what I'm going to do with them yet but there are so many that some will definitely be finding their way to my Etsy shop in some form or another!
Perhaps most stunning of all was her collection of fabrics. She had old liberty lawn, cottons, jerseys, silk, upholstery fabric and so many beautiful prints and patterns! She told me she used to buy up scraps and off-cuts on the cheap - in the 1960s you could still buy big bags full of these for next-to-nothing.
She also used to rummage through the bins of posh fabric shops in London and get piles of good quality scraps and trimmings for free! These days it is so hard to find inexpensive fabric, let alone for free.
I came home with a bag full of pretty fabric I just cannot wait to use. It made me really wish I had more time to spend sewing! I think it amuses and delights my mum that I have become just as obsessed as she once was! Getting out some of the materials also inspired her to start making a patchwork quilt again, something she hasn't done for a long time. She says she has less patience these days.
I wanted to end this post with an image of this beautiful old lace. I don't know the date but mum thinks it is really quite old. I feel so incredibly lucky and privileged to be given these materials that money simply couldn't buy - because they come from my mother.

Sunday, 26 February 2012

the highs and lows of sewing

On Friday night I made this cushion cover for a naked cushion that had been lying around the house. This lovely tutorial by Polkadot-pretties helped me to work out how to make an envelope-style cover.
I used some of the vintage feed sack material I bought in Austin and wrote about in this post. I thought it was such lovely, decorative fabric that it didn't need any extra embellishment. I just added some lining because the fabric was fairly thin (on the front only - next time I'll do the back too).
The lows: my sewing machine decided to go a little crazy. I had left it all ready to run from last time I sewed, on which occasion everything went smoothly. But for some reason this time there was a kind of disconnect between the top and bottom threads.

No matter what I did, it wouldn't pick up the bottom thread! It was so frustrating! I nearly gave up but in the end just tried using some different thread and suddenly it worked: any sewing experts who want to explain this to me, I'd be eternally grateful!
The highs: it was so satisfying to make something quickly that instantly made a difference to our home and filled a need. I was happy I kept going and didn't give up despite the mysterious machine problems. I also loved using this fabric, knowing it has come from faraway and long ago.
What's more, I learnt that, even though the sizing might be ever-so-slightly on the large side I am actually pretty good at 'winging it' - I made this without making a pattern first, just guessing using the cushion form and a tape measure to check it before the final sewing up. Sometimes on a Friday evening I just want to make something quickly & easily in the simplest way possible!

Now if only my machine would just play nice...!

Friday, 24 February 2012

snail mail, art & friendship

In this post I wrote about the penpal letters my friend Ash and I decided to write to each other on the 1st of each month. A few days ago the beautiful card she made for me finally arrived!
Ash being Ash, her card is a beautiful work of art: an original painting of a sweet redhead drinking tea on a polka-dot background. I love that strand of hair falling into her eyes, her little heart tattoo and how calm she is as she balances all those teacups on her head. I like to call her Miss Teacup. She has pretty blue eyes like the artist who painted her.
I also enjoyed the stamped on the back of the card with its cute little threat! Don't worry, I am not about to take any risks with my derrière: this little lady is going into a frame, with the lovely letter enclosed safely inside. I will love having Miss Teacup on my wall to look at as I drink my many cups of tea each day. If only I had such a pretty collection of teacups!
Above is a sneak (instagram) peek of the card I sent to Ash. You can see more on her blog, here. I realise I should have taken more care with the way I wrote the date on the front (not pictured here). I wanted to mark that date of our first exchange but should have made it prettier - but hey, you live you learn! Our first exchange has been wonderful. I simply cannot wait till 1st March and our next letter day!
While on the subject of snail mail, I also received letters in the post from two other lovely bloggers, Claire and Polly. Claire's pretty letter (above) included some adorable stickers. I love the way Polly's card (below) shows a set of nesting dolls, with a mama matryoshka and three girlies: just like Polly and her girls!
Hooray for snail mail! It may take a little longer to arrive, but it has its own particular pleasures that can't quite be matched by electronic communication.

Thursday, 23 February 2012

donut cravings

Fact: I am made of donuts. My mum had an incessant craving for them while she was pregnant with me. I don't know whether this explains why I don't like to eat them. It is rather odd, because I love pretty much anything sweet: except donuts.
whimsical floor cushion by Big Birds Boutique
It's a shame really, since I love the look of donuts, their circular shape, the cute little hole in the middle (in fact traditional donuts in the UK are just circular, with jam hidden in the middle instead of a hole). I think my donut love has been displaced onto cushions: pretty, stripey, donut cushions (like the one above from Big Birds Boutique).
source: design milk
Or these fabulous stripey cushions by Camilla Hounsel Halvorsen - even more donut-like as they are made from upholstered inner tubes and therefore really have a hole in the middle! So appealing, right?
I'd never heard of these large, stripey floor cushions dipping to a button in the middle before but suddenly they are everywhere... and I really want to make one! There is a nice tutorial on the two monkeys fabrics blog. Clearly, the smaller your triangles the rounder the edges will be (and the longer it will take to make...)
Of course this concept can be taken to its logical conclusion: by making a giant cushion that looks just like a donut, with sprinkles, icing and everything. Huckleberry Prairie shares a tutorial for this one on her blog. I am tempted, especially when I see this: 
Awwww! Now I am feeling broody. Suppose I were to get pregnant again... I wonder what my craving would be? With my son it was chocolate milkshakes... but I don't think that would make a great cushion!

Wednesday, 22 February 2012

I left my soul there...

Last year I shared a post about 10 things I'll always love: the sea was on that list. Whenever I am by the sea I always feel as though I have arrived home: a home in motion, stretching out towards infinity, its feet in the darkness its head in the light.
Biarritz November 2011
'Je ne me sens "chez moi" que sur les bords de la mer. Car je ne saurais me bâtir une patrie que de l'écume des vagues' (Paul Cioran)
('I only feel "at home" by the sea. For I could never construct a homeland for myself except one made from the froth of the waves')
handpainted beach pebbles by Natasha Newton
I love anything to do with the sea or the ocean. Beachcombing is a favourite activity of mine. Picking up pretty shells, wet pebbles and smooth-edged translucent beach glass appeals to the collector in me. They are little connections to the sea that I can hold in my hand.
necklace by Newfoundlander at Heart
So I was delighted to discover that I had won this sweet necklace by Newfoundlander at Heart (thanks to a big birthday giveaway hosted on the Whimsical Poppysmic blog). It is a little glass bottle filled with tiny beachcombed objects, as Margot explains:

"Beachcombed items include: small pebbles, gently tumbled by the rolling tide; colourful snail shells; and cods ears... huh? The white shell like items are small bones found inside a Codfish's head that helps it balance - Newfoundlanders call them Cod's Ears."

I love the idea of these little tide-washed messages in a bottle, travelling to me from a faraway beach! I hear she'll be listing them in her shop soon, so add it to your favourites ;)
starfish aquarium photograph by Rachele of The Nearsighted Owl
I've been delighting in the Winter Beach series of posts on the Nearsighted Owl blog (the beach in Winter is so beautiful, I think). Rachele takes amazing photographs: of the aquarium and of stones her niece found on the beach. I love sea creatures and always try to see them - whether admiring exotic fish for sale at our local garden centre with my little one or snorkelling on a coral reef (just once, Heron Island in Australia - we swam with sharks).
Fish tanks at Scotsdales - a free aquarium visit!
I love this pretty sea creature print by Ashlie Blake (available on Etsy). It really makes me dream of being by the sea and captures something of the childlike happiness that I get from being by the sea (or even just thinking about it!)
This charming print will soon be available as fabric on Spoonflower. I'd so love to wear these sweet creatures to the beach this summer! 

Finally I will leave you with one of my favourite sea songs: "The Sea" by Morcheeba. The image of seagulls stealing ice-creams feels very British to me. While I love to explore any stretch of coastline, I'll always have a soft spot for the British seaside resorts of my childhood memories.

Tuesday, 21 February 2012

find me elsewhere

Today I'm excited to be guesting on my friend Ashlie's blog, PaintingBliss! (You may remember her recent guest post on The Owl Club).  She invited me to write about re-using things that people usually throw away. It was so much fun scouring the web for ideas and including some of my own too, such as these pinback badges made from chocolate wrappers...
You can read my post HERE!

I was also very flattered to have some gifts I made for Laura featured on her blog, Blue Eyed Night Owl, recently. I love the way she has photographed them. She also shared some other sweet handmade things she received by post. I love seeing what people have made and glimpsing how they put parcels together!
See the full post HERE!

Monday, 20 February 2012

hearts for Haiti

I thought I'd take a moment to tell you about the Share your Heart for Haiti Campaign by Picture a Healthier World (PAHW). This is an organisation that brings together photography enthusiasts and makes their photos available for sale in a bid to raise awareness and money for good causes.
The photograph I contributed is of a page from my failed Sketchbook Project. As photographs go, it is not  technically great, but I do like thing itself: a page of tiny hearts created from trash such as envelopes, sweet wrappers, flyers and receipts, on a gold background.
In fact I like it so much I have used it as the background for one of my buttons (available in the right-hand sidebar) as well as for a forthcoming guest post on PaintingBliss about the re-use of waste items in craft projects.
So it has a lot of personal significance for me. These hearts stand for a lot of things I love: recycling, collage, colour...One of the organisers came across the image on Flickr and invited me to submit it to their project.

The idea is that On March 22 - World Water Day - PAHW will introduce a collage featuring all the submitted heart photos, and 100% of net proceeds from these items will support UNICEF's Haiti 365 project.
The project operates in Haiti to expand water resources to remote communities, supply chlorine tablets to protect families from cholera, and provide latrines to reduce the spread of disease.  Over two years after the earthquake on January 12, 2010, poor sanitation and unclean water continues to needlessly claim the lives of the earthquake's victims.

If you have any heart photos - or ideas for them - you might consider donating one to the collage. 

Alternatively you might consider voting for my photo by "liking" it in the Share your Heart for Haiti Campaign Facebook album. The photo with the most votes will win a $50 Amazon gift card and the PAHW print of his/her choice! Obviously I'd be incredibly grateful for your votes - although I admit there are a lot of pretty photos in the album!

You can vote until midnight on 29th February 2012.

Friday, 17 February 2012

DIY tickets to triangle art

Today I'm sharing an idea for making art from old bus tickets! I wouldn't call it a tutorial as such, since there are no special techniques to reveal, other than that of cultivating the strange impulse to hoard bus tickets!
For about a month my bike was broken. I kept forgetting to take it to the bike shop during its opening hours. It languished in the garage at work and I became a connoisseur of the local bus system! (This was rather costly, as you may notice from the some of these images!)
As the tickets accumulated in my purse, I decided I would try to recycle them, after all: paper is paper! I keep a little set of watercolours in my desk and one lunchtime I simply doodled all over them using 3 different colours. It was so much fun I forgot to have lunch!
 Then I cut each ticket into 4 squares (here I noticed that all the tickets are slightly different sizes, strange, huh?) and finally I cut these in half to make piles of pretty triangles. I am slightly obsessed with triangles at the moment.
I have already used them for a page in my Sketchbook Project (see top of this post) and have plenty left over for decorating card and letters and incorporating into other designs! And I've ordered a test swatch of fabric from Spoonflower, since I thought the summery, 1980s seaside feel of these patterns/colours might make a good print... It reminds me of a circle skirt I had as a little girl. And all thanks to bus tickets!

You may already know that I love salvage and using things that would normally be thrown away. I have a guest post coming up very soon on Painting Bliss full of ideas for recycling random bits and bobs - be sure to check it out!

Thursday, 16 February 2012

11 things meme

I was recently tagged by Laura of Blue Eyed Night Owl (one of my favourite blogs and shops, as you may know) in the 11 things meme. I am excited because this is, I think, my first ever meme!
I tag: Ashlie, Claire, Claire, Earl, Jenna, Lou, Masha, Rachele, Romi, Sam and Yadira.

The Rules of the Game
1. You must post these rules.
2. Each person must post 11 things about themselves on their blog.
3. Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post and create 11 new questions for the people you tag to answer.
4. You have to choose 11 people to tag and link them on the post.
5. No tag backs and you legitimately have to tag 11 people.

11 Random facts about me
1. I love to sit in the front row at the cinema and be enveloped by the screen.
2. I dislike pears intensely - the taste, the texture, everything.
3. I gave birth to my son using self-hypnosis and no other form of pain relief; it was an amazing experience.
4. I turned 5 in Tuscon, Arizona where we lived for a short time. The cacti, desert, highways, flash storms, hummingbirds & bubblegum are still somewhere a part of me.
5. My granny turns 102 this year.
6. I think the first thing I ever cooked was an omelette dyed with blue food colouring, aged about 6.
7. I am good with roses but bad with house plants.
8. I get confused between left and right
9. I know how to read Tarot cards (but I don't do it very often)
10. I briefly sang in a Bossa Nova band as a teenager (now I just sing nursery rhymes to my little one) 
11. I'm a Pisces and I fit a lot of the typical descriptions of that sign, good and bad!

11 Q’s from Laura

1. What is your earliest childhood memory?
I'm about 9 months old and in a baby walker for the first time, in my brother's room with the purple walls, my feet touch the ground and I can MOVE independently... there is a jingling sound as I move, my hands are holding orange plastic, the sensation is pure JOY!
2. Did you ever eat or drink anything in the store and paid for it later, instead of the other way around?
No but sometimes I'd like to do this when I'm really hungry and shopping!
3. If you could have any animal as a pet, what would it be?
I adore our tortoiseshell cat who is turning 4 this year. I'd love to have a giant aquarium too, with every imaginable kind of sea creature in it.
4. What would the title of your biography be called?
Busy bee (this was my husband's suggestion!)
5. If you could be anyone else for one day, who would you pick?
I'd love to be a stunt pilot for the day.
6. Do you have any party tricks up your sleeve?
No, but I love to watch other peoples'! I'm a good audience.
7. Are you a sweet or savory type?
Most definitely sweet! But I also love the two together, like pretzels in ice-cream.
8. Growing up did you have a special item you were really attached too?
My comforters were ribbons which I called "silkies". I also had an owl, a little green car, a snoopy and a little green coat I loved (still have them all except the car).
9. Are you good at remembering your dreams?
It goes in phases. Although I often have crazy vivid dreams, I tend to forget them if I have a busy morning.
10. Do you breath air in, out or both ways when you whistle?
Both (but I am a pathetic whistler and get laughed at my my mum and husband if I allow myself a few little peeps! They are both expert whistlers who can do trills and everything, and are quite competitive with each other!)
11. Do you give names to inanimate objects you own?
I never think to do this but I like the idea of it!

Q's from Suki

1. Do you have a favourite item of clothing for any reason?
2. How do you get back to sleep if you wake up in the night?
3. What do you most love about your body?
4. If could receive one present of a craft or art material/supply what would it be?
5. When did you last lie outside, looking up at the night sky?
6. When did you last swim in the sea/ocean?
7. What's your morning wake-up essential?
8. Who were you in a former life?
9. What's your porn star name (name of first pet + name of first street where you lived - I'm Ameliaranne Sharon Minster by the way!)?
10. What do you have a collection of?
11. What is your ultimate comfort food?

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

new owls

Just thought you might like to see these new little fabric pinback badges in my Etsy shop. I love the texture of the fabric and their cute little faces.
I'll be slowly adding new badges and pretty sewn things to the shop over the next month or so, so don't forget to check back often!

And don't forget, lovely blog readers, that you can have 15% off with the coupon code FRIENDSHIP :)

Happy Valentines' Day everyone!

P.s. you simply must check out yesterday's post, by my friend and guest poster Ashlie Blake - what she has written is so beautiful and inspiring and will take you on a vivid journey through space and time! She'll be back next month with a fabulous owl-themed giveaway: I can't wait!

Monday, 13 February 2012

guest post: Ashlie Blake from PaintingBliss

I am so delighted to welcome Ashlie to the blog today! She makes beautiful mixed media art which you can find on Etsy, and has all kinds of exciting brooches (owls, people!!) and fabrics in development to add to her repertoire. Her blog, PaintingBliss is one of my daily reads; it manages to be both hilarious and inspiring, and her personality comes through in bucket loads: check it out and you'll soon be addicted too!

Now settle back with a nice hot drink and enjoy a journey through time and the seasons, through Ashlie's vivid memories and artist's view of the world.

Oh what a pleasure to be a guest for Miss Suki of The Owl Club! Hello there! My name is Ashlie Blake and I have an artistic blog called Paintingbliss. I am a mixed media artist, dreamer and all around lover of life. Inspired by nature and motivated by my own personal memories… my artwork often evokes an emotional response or at least a smile. 

Suki and I have a theory that everything in this world evokes a memory. We call these things, “memory triggers”. We agreed that it would be fun for Suki to prompt me with images and see what comes forth… here are the responses to the photos she sent. Hope you enjoy them! 

source: MikeClarkWeddings

My summers were spent in upstate NY where fields of soft yellow grass grew/grows high with harvest anticipation. Vast fields line the roads that were and still are my trip upstate. I would dream about lying in the middle of one of these fields where I would imagine I would hear the grass hoppers and bugs buzzing in my ears. 

Fields like this, where I grew long and lean during hot summer months, were home to wild flowers; for in between each stalk of light brown and yellow ochre mingled green stalks topped with pale pink or yellow flowers…often a random black-eyed susan would grow and something my grandparents called Indian paintbrush. 

I liked to pretend that the Indians really used these for paintbrushes of course (smile). My grandfather was related by marriage, and therefore not by blood…but he was very much my grandfather.  He was half Native American (his mother being from a reservation) he told me what these flowers were named…even if it was not their official text book name. 

Even at a young age – not quite knowing that I would be an artist, but knowing that I loved to draw – I was intrigued by the idea of a wild paintbrush. The tufts on top of fuzzy green stems were orange and black like a 1960’s shag carpet or bright yellow like a dandelion. They grew tall and wild and free. Exactly the reflection of the tomboy I was…always a free spirit…hands around frog bellies, picking vegetables from tangling cucumber vines, head in the clouds dreamer. 

My grandfather has now traveled to the other side, but often visits me in my dreams where he always takes the form of a Native American, headdress and all. We talk while sitting on a hillside without moving our lips. He does not look like him but I know somehow that it is. It’s so easy for me to be brought back to my summers of tall grass and Indian paintbrushes… and if you’re wondering, I still believe they were used for paint (wink wink).

(n.b. this image has been substituted because it wasn't possible to embed it in the post: there is a link to the original I sent Ashlie underneath)

source: Granny Funk Crochet
{link to original image}
When we moved into our first house 9 years ago, my grandparents wanted to give us something that meant more than a store bought gift. From my grandfather we received a rocking chair that was his grandmother’s mother’s rocking chair. It is called a nursing chair as the armrests are just the right height for a nursing mother’s elbows to rest on while she nourishes her baby. 

My grandmother’s gift to us was a blanket that my grandfather’s sister made…a granny square blanket. The border was bright white, and the insides were bright shades of green, pink, blue and yellow. Obviously random for it was made of whatever was left of a skein. I loved this blanket and still do although it had to be thrown away. It had one too many washings, and more love than it could handle.  

Although I no longer have this blanket, I can still see it in my mind’s eye. I can imagine the texture of the yarn and tell you it was not the best yarn, but the most affordable. So appropriate for the farmer’s wife who made it…pinching pennies. My grandfather’s sister always crocheted, and was well known for her crocheting. I now love crocheting just as much as her. 

I have made many a granny square, and am currently working on a project with a dear friend where every week we swap a granny square. This summer we will piece our squares together and each have a completely random yet cozy blanket.

source: Sander D
Being an only child playing alone was a common occurrence on any given day. So many a Winters’ day I would play outside in the snow alone…pretending to be an Eskimo, explorer, or just me. In the snow I would start off walking around, stepping deep into the snow wondering how deep I would sink…dreaming, wondering what I should do or make. 

Often I began with a snow angel where I could lay back and look at the white-clouded sky. Snowflakes would land on my face cold and wet, causing me to blink and get up…leaving my angel behind. 

In the snow I was always building. I would love to pile mounds high and tight, and then carve out the middles as to create my own igloo. This task would take days, and with each hour that passed time would pack the snow tighter or turn it more into ice than snow…making my igloo that much more permanent. Sometimes while building, the top would cave in and I would have to start all over again.  It was then that I would look for help from the neighborhood boys, and get it started again. 

I never felt the cold as most children don’t when playing outside. They are immune to the chill, and I see this now in my own children. I think making snow angels just comes naturally to a child. They don’t need to be taught how to do so. It is one’s natural draw to the snow that makes you want to lie on your back, opening and closing your arms and legs, creating the icy angelic imprint.  I think the next time it snows I need to make a snow angel for it’s been too long since I did so.

source: lalagalore
For as long as I remember I have been infatuated with birds.  My grandparents always fed the birds outside their very large picture window.  In fact at one point they replaced their very large picture window with an even larger one…perhaps solely for the birds. 

I remember the day it was put in, the open hole of the house letting the breeze in. When I stood in front of this window I could see everything…so far and wide but especially the up close of the birds in their bushes or on their feeders. 

Bird books always sat in front of this window for use in identifying a new or unrecognized visitor. I would spend hours looking and identifying the birds… We would see something new or a migrating visitor and quickly rush for our reference books to find out what it was! It was exciting, fun…and dreamy. 

When I played outside I would always be in tune to the birds in the trees and where they were.  As a young teen walking to school I would listen to this one huge tree FULL of birds…wondering if anyone else paid attention to it.  I would imagine that this tree was the birds’ court house, and that they were all arguing over the fate of one bird.  In my imagination the inside of these tree limbs was like an 1800’s court room where all the onlookers would shout and banter over the crime committed. I always felt bad for the imagined guilty bird…wondering what these other birds were saying about him. 

As I grew I fed the birds, my mom fed the birds, in our first apartment I fed the birds, then in our first house as well. Now I can’t feed the birds and it makes my heart sad. We live in black bear country, and they break my bird feeders for a quick and easy meal.  So for the protection of our family and neighbors, I have to keep feeders down. 

That doesn’t stop me from enjoying the birds though!  I listen to them, look for them…teach my children their names.  I want my children to know the names of the birds, not just say “that brown bird” or “that red bird”… I want them to say sparrow and cardinal. 

Every year now in our home, we get two families a year in our bird house.  We’ve had sparrows, titmouses, and bluebirds.  Bluebirds are special to me, as each year my grandparents had bluebirds.  At our own home one fall, the brood of babies that were born that summer came back just for 15 minutes to say goodbye to their birth home. I was so happy I was there to witness it. They hopped off and on to the roof of their house and up and down the telephone pole where the wooden box hangs.  

Birds are amazing and free; they are to be admired and listened to…for they have lots to tell.

Thank you so much Ashlie for this generous, evocative, inspiring post, with so much to think about and imagine for the reader. I hope you'll come back and guest again! xoxo

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