This is where I write about the things I do (mostly crafty) and the things I see (mostly on aimless walks) and the things I think about (mostly life, sometimes outer space or those organisms that live in really hot pressurized areas around deep sea vents).
I am an artisan in the skin of an entrepreneur, but too hazy* to really commit fully to either. I go faint at the thought of a life without making things, or a job stressing out over the lining of somebody else’s pockets, but I’ll sell out in a heartbeat to the right bidder if it means I can spend the rest of my days doing small things for the pleasure of those I care about.
All of this may or may not be true on any given day.
*I meant to say lazy there, but when I went back to correct it I realized hazy was better after all.