Red Cedar
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Category: Live and love
Post #3130: We are all disappearing
After I turned forty, I started to become invisible. At forty-five, this process has become undeniable – as a woman past a certain age, I have to make an effort to be seen. There are some definite advantages to this. On a trip to… Continue Reading “Post #3130: We are all disappearing”
Post #3129: A knock and a walk
Lives are so layered – when I think back over my forty-five years of life on the planet, I feel like a whole different person lived my teenage years, my twenties, and even some of my thirties. And that is okay, that is just… Continue Reading “Post #3129: A knock and a walk”
Post #3128: Taking myself seriously
The problem is, I don’t take myself seriously. Not as a writer, not as a maker, not even as a union president. It’s bizarre really – at the age of 45 to be so sure that no one wants to listen to me –… Continue Reading “Post #3128: Taking myself seriously”
Post #3126: The maker’s time
I put a new warp on the loom last week, after three months of not weaving at all. It was a tough decision as it meant cutting off a warp of tencel that I had only made one of three intended scarves from. Peruse… Continue Reading “Post #3126: The maker’s time”
Post #3124: Unlocking new levels
In the last couple of months, I’ve leveled up my sewing on a few fronts – and the dress I’m showing off today is no exception: This pattern – Vogue 8743 – from the Very Easy Vogue line is about as simple as… Continue Reading “Post #3124: Unlocking new levels”
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