I'm all things Alice, a little clumsy, overly emotional regardless how big or little, can get into trouble easily and sing as I do anything especially when I craft.
By my side is a crafty cup of tea always there to sooth my muddled head. And then once I finish the last drop the corner of my mouth forms a smile, and I know what's about to happen... I've got the craft itch, you all know what it feels like. That urge to race over to your favorite machine and start something... something amazing. You've got that fabric that you drooled over the other day and it's sitting there tempting you, urging you to start something incredible.
So following my urge I quickly flick through my folder of ideas, things I wanted to create that I saved for a day such as this. I've got the pattern and I start collecting, moving around my craft room making sure I've got everything I need. And it begins, imagination takes flight and your doing something that no one has ever seen before. You know it's going to be great, but you also know that it could completely fall apart at any moment. Like Alice I'm frightened of what could happen if I make that sudden turn down that quiet path and try something different.
I start to wonder......
Have I gone mad?
All I seem to do is create! I'm always making something. I wonder what people think of me. I hope it's encouraging, and not envy. Sometimes I wonder. But all the same, it makes me happy.
I fall asleep at the end of the day know that I've hopefully inspired someone out there to do the same.
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