Oh such a timely question because just this week I have set about rediscovering a space that has been lost. I’ve been meaning to write about it and this is the perfect prompt to get me off my duff to do it.
I used to have a space like that. I set up my sewing table when we first moved in and it became a little haven for me. It sits in the laundry room right under a big window that looks out into the backyard. (I posted some pictures of it here.)
I made lots of pretty things and then it slowly got buried when Ben was a baby and has been lost behind bins of clothing for almost two years—rather like Sleeping Beauty’s castle behind its hedge of thorns. (I wrote about my discouragement here.)
Finally this week I decided to unbury it and start sewing again. With profound and undying thanks to dear Margaret for the inspiration to just clear off the table and set myself little manageable decluttering goals with the reward of sewing time every time I did a bit to get rid of the mess. So I moved all the boxes of clutter out of the laundry room and into the office. So it’s not really dealt with yet but at least it’s in Dom’s space and not mine.
I still need to clean and organize the table before it really can regain that old magic; but I’m longing for the little retreat where I can go and spend fifteen or twenty minutes making something pretty. I think my soul has been languishing for want of the creative outlet that quilting gives me and I finally realized that it does need to be a priority.
First, though, the girls have demanded that I teach them how to sew. So we are making dolly quilts. They are really too little to do any of the work. No rotary cutters or sewing machines quite yet. But I’ve let them choose their own fabrics and choose a design and they are watching me intently as I work.
I wanted to include pictures but that didn’t happen today. Maybe I’ll take some tomorrow; but perhaps it won’t happen. I’d rather just post this and maybe add pictures tomorrow if I can.