I am a sustainable, fair trade, organic, earth person wrapped up in FUNKY life experiences
On a cold North woods winter day I opened the front door to a police officer with a drawn face and eyes to the porch floor. No words had to be said.....
I was previously on the phone with the police department in my father's home town.
I knew my Christmas was turning quickly into an opening to find who I am without my father.
My father was raised a country boy; who Loved the city lights. I was a child raised in the city; who was raised to love the country, the earth, the gardens, the woods, and mostly to appreciate how it all began.
I was previously on the phone with the police department in my father's home town.
I knew my Christmas was turning quickly into an opening to find who I am without my father.
My father was raised a country boy; who Loved the city lights. I was a child raised in the city; who was raised to love the country, the earth, the gardens, the woods, and mostly to appreciate how it all began.
Now I have NO green thumb. I buy cactus's and bury them within four months! My father had a green thumb the size of upstate New York where he was raised on a farm.
He could grow a garden and teach me the values of mulch, sod, and seasons of plants.
I couldn't grow anything. So, I bought smart. Ate smart. I became a city nut who loves the environment and keeping it flourishing. Example: Riding on the back of my friends motorcycle into the country winding roads to pick up farm fresh eggs!
He could grow a garden and teach me the values of mulch, sod, and seasons of plants.
I couldn't grow anything. So, I bought smart. Ate smart. I became a city nut who loves the environment and keeping it flourishing. Example: Riding on the back of my friends motorcycle into the country winding roads to pick up farm fresh eggs!
When he passed many good friends encouraged me to find an outlet. a way of living and grieving at the same time. I picked up my first pair of straight needles and life hasn't been the same since.
As I began to knit my first infant hat I wondered where is this yarn coming from? I began a search of different fibers, farms, sustainable fibers and eco-friendly means of processing the fiber into yarn. I also learned that I LoVe knitting for babies. And what better way to knit for our most precious gifts than to knit with the fibers that felt like you were squishing clouds between your fingers.
In our kitchens, medicine cabinets, laundry rooms, and hall closets we keep all PESTICIDES:(((( away from our Lil' Luvs. We will run lightening speed to stop our child from putting anything in their mouths that may cause harm.
It was a natural transition to also putting all natural fibers with no chemicals. pesticides, or harmful processing into the garments I knit and embellish.
Thank you dad, in your passing I found my green thumb.
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