Shucks, thanks for your inquiries about my postcards, aprons and other creative makings. And, now, I am here to tell you my etsy shop is officially hyperlinkable and open. I recently decided to cut my work hours a teeny bit to hang with my girl. Monday is our day and, while she naps and often while she’s underfoot, I am making stuff to supplement lost income, so, feel free to spend recklessly.
Right now, ready to be mailed from blustery and *almost* springy western Montana straight to your mailbox (starting smallish…with plans to grow):
:: Correspond with pals using postcards featuring my photos of organic, homegrown produce with a sweetly designed back on 130 lb, matte paper and charming rounded corners. I printed them locally. And, if you live hereabouts, the postcards are also available at the Good Food Store. Look at how excited Anne is to receive an oversized carrot card.
:: Encourage little bug’s sashay in style in cute little skirts made for bare spring legs or over tights or leg warmer-clad winter legs. I can’t get enough of these skirts and they survive growth quite nicely. Elastic is a fabulous invention. Right up there with scissors, funnels and zippers.
:: Paint or knit with abandon. Yours truly is making customizable paint brush/knitting needle holders/storers like I made my man for xmas. He loves it and I can say I haven’t seen anything else out there like it. The organizer is faced with flannel and functions as a travel storage diddy while also hanging handsomely on a wall in the studio.
:: Bake frivolously donning a delightful apron. Gents: these are not just for the ladies. Ladies, wouldn’t you find it sexy if your man was baking in an apron? Maybe not this very one with pink pom poms, but maybe yes. I’ll get more in the shop within a few weeks.
All of these items are available in my etsy shop with more to come soon. It’s all affordable and I guarantee your sweet satisfaction. I’d love e mails (digthischick at gmail dot com) regarding custom orders. For the moment, I am sticking with the kid skirts, aprons and paintbrush organizers in the sewing department. The quilt thing is kindof like childbirth–it will take me a few months to forget the mind-blowing pain and want another. Never say never to second children or quilts. Perhaps this summer for both.