Although it’s freezing outside, I’m finding myself geared up and excited for planting season come May and June. My favorite winter bulb, Galanthus (aka: snowdrops or “milk-flower”) were blooming at Milo’s preschool – a sure sign of Spring (right?)! This weekend I’m looking forward to my annual pilgrimage to the Northwest Flower and Garden Show, where I go to gain inspiration and on-going education about new plants, as well as scout out additional vendors to source unique one-of-a-kind containers. I don’t know about you but I’m ready to get my garden-on…even if I’m not breaking literal ground.
As I often tell my friends, family, and customers gardening is a year-round activity. And this is not limited to the wonderland I call the Northwest. Planting is only really one aspect of gardening. An important and satisfying one – yes. But gardening is an activity we can “do” anytime and anywhere – whether we live in an apartment, a house, or at the office. It is my belief that gardening is something that originates on the inside. We imagine, we plan, we take stock, circle our wants in those mail-order seed catalogues, and even buy a houseplant even though we are horrible at keeping them alive. We all can be gardeners regardless of what may seem some obvious constraints. This is what makes it fun and creative for me with my own space as well as helping you with yours.
So, now it’s time for you to get your garden on. Even if it is with a cup of tea and a wish for longer days…
Ornaments for two bucks,
A new stocking to fill (only helping St. Nick) and traditions to create that knit us together as a family.
Freedom is not always freeing if you ask me. Too many choices can overwhelm. Again, for me. So, this holiday season I decided to narrow my scope and count on my neighborhood (Greenwood in the house!) to help me with my holiday shopping. Not only did I get to know some cheerful, creative and kind shop owners, the best part was that I was done in a day’s time. A DAY. Which freed me up to sing Christmas carols to Milo around the Christmas tree, drink my own eggnog lattes (so much cheaper and enjoyable in one of your own ceramic mugs) and channel my inner crafter.
These cards a 5 year old could make. Which is why they turned out to be a success in my book. Just my skill level. I am a wanna be crafter. I think about crafts or things homemade more than I create them myself. This is do in large part to having little to no threshold when it comes to tolerating frustration, which speaks to my inner toddler. Yet I like to think if I surround myself with creative people that some of their glitter will rub off on little ol’ me.
Sure. We “can make that!” we declare as we pick up that stylishly felted floral broach adorned with just enough vintage buttons that make you bust open your pocketbook or trot down to the local craft store to gather the supplies. But the difference between me and them is that they really can and I can’t. I just like to think so. Which is why I prefer to think about making that hand knit stocking or stitching that pretty embroidery pattern rather than try. Sustains the comforting illusion that I can make anything (which is not true of course but it feels good to think so).
Let me get back to shopping. Shopping local, that is. We live in an age and culture that buys (sigh) their values I realize so if you want more time with your families or friends, time to bake cookies, do laundry or to channel your inner crafter I recommend just walking out your front door. Makes for a more meaningful gift giving experience. Not to mention, you get to interact with another human being who lives and breathes as you do and is trying jut as you do to sustain and support themselves. It’s more work than filling up your electronic shopping cart and clicking “pay now” in the upper right hand corner of your computer screen but worth the investment.
Here were my stops:
Sasquatch Studios – LOVE! Local art, homewares, jewelry, delicious children’s clothes, and last Thursday you guys could have scored a free beer from Park Pub and 15% off the merch.
Emma Jeans Antiques – I spent at least half an hour learning about the early jazz scene in Seattle at EJ’s at no extra charge. And talk about treasures…
Top Ten Toys - Fun for the whole family. I wanted to buy Milo (I mean have Santa get Milo) all of those marionettes. They aren’t that creepy.
Wouldn’t it be swell if I could make all of my Christmas gifts? Sure. I value the homemade but there is something to be said for being honest about one’s limitations. As well as those falsely perceived ones.
New Year’s Resolution: Try more. Think less.