I'm not sure if this falls into the realm of pointless crafting or not? Is there such a thing? My fancy was greatly tickled when I came upon a pattern for knitted olives ages ago. As I delved into my wool roving last night, deciding what to do while watching The Kite Runner, I discovered I had just the right colours to be able to needle-felt some of these babies. Husband gave me that look, you know, the "uuuuuuummmmmm, okaaaaaaay, interesting project dear" look. But he's happy to have his jar of olives sitting on his desk. And they make me happy too - not so pointless after all;-)
I made real preserves yesterday too. Pickled Gherkins from the one plant in our garden.
Some more thoughts. I was recently accused of being "holier than thou" because I hold passionate concerns for people and issues outside the four walls of my white, middle-class, privileged suburban existence - apparently I should be worrying about the "in crowd" or something instead. (I have never been "in" in my life, so it seems pointless to start worrying about it half way through!)
I don't think a shift in perspective ever hurts those of us who live in a similarly blessed situation. Some physical shifts that our family find challenging and encouraging:
* Rob, Rach and the gang on a most amazing family adventure (miss you guys)
* Rae and her posse keeping it real in India (colour our family green with envy)
My contribution to World Peace today? Making felt donuts for my three future peace-makers...what better than to fill their little Love Tanks to overflowing while sharing with them about the blessing and responsibility their young lives carry.