Summercrafter

Ok. Here is the scoop. The bad news is I can't add any new pictures to the blog because I ran out of picture space. The good news is one year plus into the blog thing, I have used up all my free picture space. So I have to buy, upload, update, renew, gigs or bytes or something. So when I figure out how to configure the updates I will post new pics. And while I have been asked of late why am I not on Facebook or Pinterest? I don't have time. If I had more time, I would craft more and post more; however, in regards to time and contrary to all my desires, full time jobs that pay do have a priority, but that's not MY rule. : ( And apprently, I am not yet technologically savvy enough or connected with someone who surpasses me in blog knowledge in my circles. Anyway, do I really want to be soooo out there!?!  Well, maybe later. So in the meantime enjoy this picture... I like to imagine it all lit up in Christmas lights with a sleigh parked on the side ...

My Craft Corner has evolved somewhat, it's got more personality and inspiration. It hasn't looked this neat and tidy for many, many weeks, unfortunately. Craft Room in it's early years, really this was it and a closet full of stuff, crammed into plastic containers. Original Sears Kenmore Sewing machine inside the cabinet  (does more than 45 years make it vintage?) They don't make them like that anymore! Yes, it still works, my mom got it when she came from Cuba to make us clothes. It was handed down to me practically brand new, almost 25 years ago! New Craft room set up, early stages.    To the left of the book area is a ribbon cabinet I designed with 8 bars for small ribbon and one for large spools.      This is the center work area. It's filled with photos, quotes and insprational words. On the left side (see below) there is a ribbon board I made for pictures and other inspirations...

This summer I went to one of my favorite little places, the beach just south of this great header shot on the blog. It's amazing to think of the beach as a living thing, but it is ever changing with the ebb and flow of the salty waves reaching for the shore.  It's never really the same; not the color, not the depth, not even the creatures.  One of the highlights was these great little souvenirs I brought back. This year, there was a crunchy shelf of tiny seashells in all shapes and sizes right at the edge.         Some would say that these shells, with a hole meticulously drilled in almost every one, would be the "uncollectable" ones, the ones that would be left behind. I, however, appreciated the uniqueness of these shells and the tenacity of the little creatures to find their way out (or did something drill its way in?!)   Well, I brought a bagful home, all be it a sandwich sized bag and with it, a craft idea! ...