I think a lot of us need and deserve a little self-care right now. And self-care looks different for everyone–my friends Anna and Nicole went to the spa, my husband gave up on the book I was forcing him to read and started reading about Chrissie Hynde instead, Hillary Clinton is going on walks with her dog…it’s whatever works.
This weekend, for me, it was playing with fiber. Now granted, I am touching some form of fiber every day, often for hours at a time. I knit and crochet professionally, and it is oh my goodness the best job that I could ever imagine having, and I am grateful for it every day. Buuuuut when it’s been a year like this one when I’ve had so much knitting and crocheting work, I haven’t been able to work with fiber in the way that I want to.
(Not complaining! Wouldn’t have it any other way! Please Universe, don’t strike me down and take it all away, ok?)
Ahem. So I took a day off, and went with a friend to Middle Brook Fiberworks to go indulge my version of self-care. I hadn’t met the lovely and charming Anne Choi before, but now I kind of want to move in so I can squeeze her sheep and eat her mom’s kimchee every day. Surely she wouldn’t really mind?
Middle Brook Fiberworks is a lovely space, with an airy, modern barn, with actual sheep and woods, and every kind of fiber you could hope for. And Anne is a good-humored, kind teacher who will push you past your comfort point, but make you laugh while she does it. I emerged a much better spinner.Read More
First of all, Google tells me that the plural of puni is puni. Important grammar concerns addressed, we can now move on.
I have sheep fantasies. Or actually, fantasies about sheeps, and yes Google, I know, but isn’t it better to daydream about stepping out onto your porch one morning and looking at your lawn dotted with sheeps!!! I’m not even bothering with putting a question mark at the end of that, because obviously it’s rhetorical.Read More