In the Northwoods of Wisconsin, there is one thing you can almost always count on.
But this year....our poor little potting shed should be surrounded by heaps of the white stuff. It is not.
Many folks in our little tourist town count on snow for their livelihood, whether they plow it, or cater to the folks who flock to us in droves to ride our extensive labyrinth of trails. Especially when the World Chamionship Snowmobile Derby is scheduled.
Me? I'm content to cross country ski or snow shoe or walk down our quiet roads. Much more of a silent sport type of gal.
But for now, we wait. I can walk the cross country ski trails that go for miles out our back door ( thankful to live near a recreation center - all the fun, none of the taxes or maintainence). No skis required.
Walking on leaf-littered trails is nice. Just very weird for December.
Of all my frugal friends, I am the only one (that I know of), who darns socks. I also darn hubby's socks and when I go visit my dad, his.
The above socks cost about $18 new. I have had them for At Least 10 years, but only started to see worn spots 3 or so years. (I darned them with diffeent colors of thread cuz I'm wild and crazy like that.) So, out came the tools of the trade:
I find darning very relaxing. Forming a grid of thread, weaving the needle in and out of the grid, listening to quiet music in the background and the knowledge that this time-worn practice is saving some money constitutes a win, win, win, win in my book.
I'm babysitting our sweet little granddaughter while her mommy and daddy are at work. She is starting to stir, so this will be brief.
I am so touched by all the beautiful gifts she has been given. The gorgeous blanket above was lovingly crocheted for her. A friend of mine knitted her a sweater. Another grandma of another baby at church knitted an adorable owl hat. The quilt I made for her is draped over her crib upstairs.
There is nothing quite like a handmade gift. It speaks of love over a long haul. Someone's thoughts and prayers over the duration of the project starting with the selection of fabric or yarn.
Once upon a time everything was handmade. We have definitely gotten away from that but I am so thankful to see a resurgence of arts and crafts.
Store bought gifts are nice and much appreciated. But handmade? The best.
Hand making gifts is not new. In fact, this tradition started shortly after the world began by GOD Himself:
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb.