maine spinner, natural dyeing, online store, web building, independence, textiles

Shop’s Open!

It’s 2am and I have finally reached the end point of gathering all the data, inserting all the things, shaking my fists, swearing up a storm, jumping with glee, almost giving up, hitting brick wall after brick wall… but I finally reached the finish line. And just in time. I set this sort of arbitrary… Continue reading Shop’s Open!

mother creative

What next?

I’m constantly asking myself this. The world is in a holding pattern. At times I do lament how things were. But then I’m quickly reminded of all that is still intact AND sacred in my life. And I’m then reminded that change is fine. It’s good even. It’s ok. The kids haven’t been in school… Continue reading What next?

braided rug, braided rug workshops, diy rug, mother creative, recycled fabric projects, rug making, textiles

Braided Rag Rug

Dear lord, the role and faces this rug has taken on. For a few years I've been searching for just the right rug. But that was actually before children. And now that I've got two, I understand why I need to walk away from the most gorgeous wool yellow and peach oriental area rug I've… Continue reading Braided Rag Rug

artwork, Mexican textiles, mexico, momcations, mother creative, mothering littles, natural dyeing, Oaxaca, self care, Spinning, Sheep Breeds, travel, Zapotec

Home Coming

I knew this would be the sweetest feeling. To see my babies, hold them & smell them & notice how they'd changed in 2 weeks. I decided while I was away, 2 weeks was too long. And painful. But seriously, mom's need an f-ing break. A break from making decisions, care taking, and putting herself… Continue reading Home Coming

back strap weaving, Mexican textiles, mexico, momcations, mother creative, Oaxaca, travel, Zapotec

One last adventure: day 13

Just one more back strap weaving community. A famous wood carver. And the largest tree in the world. This is what our last full day was filled with. And speed bumps. All of the speed bumps. I'm not going to lie. By this day, I was exhausted. In so many ways. I missed my family… Continue reading One last adventure: day 13