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We used to visit our college kid and take her out to dinner once a week, which is a ritual I'm not willing to abandon just because we're in lockdown. So now she either comes home once a week for dinner, or I pack up food and supplies and cook at her apartment. Here's the pile of totes I took last week to make salmon, rice pilaf and green beans for Kat:

I was looking at my haul and noticed the contrast of the totes. The crazy tote is mine, which is pretty typical of me when I get obsessed with a project (aka I overdo the stitching and embellishing.) The sashiko white and blue tote is Lisa Hobbs' work, which is always clean and elegant. The floral purse was made by Candi, an Etsy seller who closed her shop earlier this year, and whose messenger bags I love.

The three bags all serve a useful purpose, and yet reflect the style and craftsmanship of their creators, too. Candi is the most precise maker I know; her work could easily sell in stores. Lisa, who works in recycled materials, always finds a way to make old textiles look gorgeous. I'm the least talented maker in this group for sure, but when you see one of my totes you definitely know it's mine.

My thought for today is that everything you create is a dream of yours made real. So let yourself dream. :)

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nightsmusic said…
Your Dream tote is wonderful. You shouldn't say you're the least talented. I think you're extremely talented! I'm sorry to hear about the Esty closure though. So many talented people on Etsy get overshadowed by all the "sellers" who aren't really handcrafting anything at all. I hope she finds another outlet.
May 31, 2020 at 3:46 PM
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