This means that when I'm making chocolate pull-apart kuchen and I realize I don't have enough flour, I can go get flour from my next door neighbor...and in thanks I bring her a third of the bread. While I'm stopping by on a lazy Sunday morning with the bread, she offers me sausage and coffee and we chat with our mouths full.
I know when my neighbors are out of town and I collect their newspaper and mail for them and make sure that there's no suspicious activity lurking around their home. When the freezer breaks at PCC the neighbors give me frozen fruit and ice cream and I make them a pie they can share with friends who are over for dinner.
This is the kind of world I like to live in. (And it's one we're slowly creating, this community of mine.)
So when Second Sam asked me to hem up some fabric for her that she'd had for awhile but was suffering, I was thrilled to assist. I can sew. I have an amazing work table in a terrific studio space and the tools and know-how to help. Today Sam sent me this:
Ahh, the story of the fabric from India is finally complete. The fabric started in India seven years ago, hand delivered by an Indian friend who said that one day I would need the fabric. The fabric moved to several states and was stored in closets and boxes until it found a somewhat permanent home in an apartment in Mill Creek. The fabric was finally free to see daylight, but only after being hung by thumbtacks and chewed by residents parrots. After a seven year journey, the fabric from India has a real home - a yoga room! Thanks to Cupcake, the fabric is right where it needs to be - just look how happy I am!
As an added bonus, Cupcake provides fun ornaments from misc fabric. Holler! See referenced ornaments hanging next to a crystal and above Ganesha. Perfect!
Holler indeed.
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I want to live in your community- I fully agree with your dream.
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