Pink of Perfection

May I be totally honest? I am not a great sewer. I love handmade items, and I feel super inspired to create while browsing fabric stores, but I’m still a beginning (very beginning) seamstress. And if I were to be really, truly, brutally honest with myself, I’m not sure that I’ll ever have the unfailing attention to detail or exquisite patience required for projects like this.

So when it comes to something like my dear little laptop, I want a cover made by someone who knows what the hell they’re doing. And then I found fernfiddlehead on etsy and my heart leapt right out of my chest. I fell in love with this woodland creature fabric as soon as I saw it, but when I noticed the dear little details like vintage red buttons and twine, I was more than sold. All this charm for the awesome price of $25. Cathy chooses great fabrics, makes iPod covers and various other bags and pouches, and packages things up super thoughtfully before shipping them off to you. And no, she’s not paying me to say any of this, I’m just a really, really happy customer. Would that all shopping experiences left me this satisfied!

I took a break from blogging, and funny enough, that made me realize the error of my ways. When life gets tough, what I need, maybe more than ever, is to appreciate the little things.

Like getting up in the morning. I’m naturally a sleepyhead, but I do love the romanticism of the early day. Thoreau called it the heroic hour; the idea that I might accomplish great feats in the understated early hours coupled with the soft, slanty light is almost enough to make me want to jump up out of the warm sheets.

Almost. These brightly-hued jam and honey pots might give the extra incentive. Wouldn’t they be lovely on a white kitchen table? Maybe right next to this book.

This book is a conversation in pictures between two friends. The photographs linger on the beautifully quotidian details of getting up and carrying on. I can think of few things as encouraging as that.

And with that, I’m back. But you know, I’m not sure I would have been eager to get back in this space had it not been for all your sweet emails and comments (and mail!). There really is something to this online community, isn’t there? Again, thank you so much.