Hand made tote bags for my nieces.
Made of cotton fabrics, with woven wool straps.
As much as I miss the Sierra Nevadas, redwoods, tide pools, the salty ocean breeze, oh my the list goes on and on, there’s no denying the beauty I am surrounded by here in the Ozarks.
Sooo…. we might have burned it a little. But paired with a Missouri red wine, stories of adventure shared by excellent company, and this fire lighting up the old CCC cabins along the Current River, nobody noticed or cared that a layer of food had become one with the pot.
Under The Lilac Tree
Spinning. Changing. Wishing.
In need of something magical.
