Farming and Crafting
30 Aug
Sometimes, when David’s had a rough day at work, he tells me he wants to be a farmer. He says he wants to live off the land, and get away from all technology.
I have killed more plants than I care to remember. So when I won this bonsai tree from My Blessed Life, I told David now was his chance. His chance to be a farmer. If he could keep the bonsai alive, maybe he could grow some basil for me. From there, who knows? Farming fruit trees or raised vegetable beds? Maybe a real farm when we retire?
Also, I’ve come to recognize my crafting as an addiction. It’s hereditary. My mother can do some amazing crafts. She even sews a little, unlike me who is lucky to be able to put a button back on a pair of pants for David.
My mother can actually make curtains. She can even do sculpture and make those amazing Martha Stewart bows for packages. Recently, she made a prop for Brother #3′s senior pictures. I saw the picture and thought it was a prop the photographer had on hand. She’s that good.
I mentioned the prop to David, and said, “That’s where I get my crafting addiction from!”
“Did you think you got it from your father?” David asked.
“Well, not necessarily, but you know, he did tile the fireplace in the old house, and he makes those paratrooper bracelets. Oh, and he does all that fancy woodwork.”
“You were doomed from birth.”
Crafting is my doom.
Here’s a link to a delicious gluten free meatloaf that David loves. I use rice milk to keep it dairy free. Here’s a link to the star tree topper I plan to make for our Christmas tree this year.
Yay! Your tree is still alive!