And I love it even better when they live nearby..
I had breakfast with KimberlyR this morning. We snacked, had hot beverages, gossiped and laughed and talked business. I took a lot of silly pictures, and she didn't mind, because she knew me well enough to know that by entering into my home,she inherently agreed that she would be a part of a future blog post or a tagged Facebook picture. (*)
Sorry, Kim :)
But seriously folks, she came bearing yarn...how could I not talk about it. In fact, I think I even squealed when she handed it to me. Such is my love for hand-dyed yarn - I freak out even in small quantities.
I was giddy for hours after our morning together, as if a part of me was topped off and fulfilled. I usually feel the same way after coming from a Quilt Guild meeting, or after checking into a craft blog or forum. It's as if the sharp parts of my environment smudge just a tad, making *all of this* - the constant and busy of now - seem that much prettier.
With Creative Friends, most everything is possible. They dream for it to come true. Their imagination translates into something tangible, substantial and present. And their encouragement - it's undending, no matter how small the project is, or whether it's been completed. After all, it's as much about process and progress as it is about product.
With Creative Friends, I feel completely inspired! I remember the projects I would like to do, I rifle through the patterns I hope to start, and I revel knowing that these things really, really make me happy, in what could be considered as rudimentary or domestic. These organized set of stitches, these combinations of fabrics, they are all little outbursts of excitement onto fabric.
These days, I don't accomplish nearly as much as I want to, but my Creative Friends help me remember through their own projects that life goes on, one stitch at a time. That the fabric that is our environment is stitched together by people from all walks of life. And that, really, nothing is wasted from whatever we do, as little or as much as we finally get to show.
I bet that Kim didn't think that her visit would do me that much good, but it did. And if you're not a crafter, I bet you didn't think that all that could be felt doing a little bitty quilt or knitting a hat, but trust me, it can.
Have a good night everyone!
(*) Note that I respect all friends wishes. If they are photo or blog shy, I promise that I don't expose them to my tomfoolery.