This is my space where I breathe. I create things here. And plan things. And sometimes I get nothing done at all. Just catch a few quiet moments. Often times, it’s the place where I sit and simply watch my kids play, as we share a giant room, half mine, half theirs, just the way I wanted it, so we could play and create together throughout our days.
I have a good space, but I am overflowing. Sadly, there is no room for growth. I am always making an effort to use what I have, but alas, some fabrics I just cannot turn down, and so this happens.
This is my happy place. This is a mish mash of lovely things I have found along my way of creating this space. Treasures from our stay in Germany, treasures found in the basement of an estate sale, and treasures from flea markets and Etsy and even from the small hands of my little girl. All Equally loved.
I dream of a dainty little hutch filling this space. Displaying little lovelies, baskets of scrap fabric and finally having a logical place to store my scrapbooking supplies that are currently buried in a closet…