Okay, I admit it, I've allowed myself to become distracted over the past year. I've neglected my bags and the blog having fallen in love with a new project.
Early this year a group of us got together and created a
community garden on a large plot of derelict land in St Leonards. We called it the Moveable Feast, which describes our plan to grow vegetables and move to a new place if and when the land owners decide to reclaim the land and build houses. (It's also the title of one of Hemingway's books.) This is our blogsite:
My passion to make a difference by tempting people to carry bags and refuse point blank to accept any more dammed plastic bags remains undimmed. But business wasn't booming and I began to believe that nobody needed any more bags and indeed by making more I was contributing to the massive bag-build up. People own so many bags - how could they possibly want any more?
My batteries needed recharging.
So I started working outdoors growing vegetables and talking to strangers about our need to reconnect with our food sources, breathe fresh air and feel part of a community. It's been a bit like having an affair - I couldn't stay away from the garden, I didn't want to miss anything. And the garden has flourished.
Seasons change and I'm back in the room.
My fabrics are unfolded, spread out and pondered over. I have markets booked, I'm working in SHOP in Norman Road and I'm sewing bags. Not masses of bags but I'm a little bit busy making very limited editions and loving it. My website's been dusted off and is looking fresh and I've a new workroom with a view of the sea.
LOVE, PEACE & HAPPINESS