lorigami

One of my earliest memories is of a warm summer day spent sitting with my great-grandmother at a table outside her Florida home, her teaching me to make “beads” from the cartons storebought eggs used to come in. She helped me string the beads into a necklace, one I kept well into adulthood, and every time I look at it I’m reminded of her resourcefulness and ingenuity. My family had a very old fashioned aesthetic of making it, growing it, building it, or fixing it themselves, a tradition which continues to inspire me today.

Life has taken me down some interesting paths since that sunny afternoon. Now I have my own tiny home that my husband and I are slowly renovating, and the beginnings of a garden I hope will someday feed us.

I still like making things with my own two hands, and it’s especially fulfilling if it’s something made from things other people have discarded. I keep an Etsy shop for my creations and vend at local festivals, as well as keep stock at a couple of local stores. I feel lucky to be able to live this way, to do what I love.

The world we live in can be so overwhelming sometimes, I hope that by blogging about some of the simpler things, I can encourage more people to slow down and get their hands dirty. I think a lot of people would be happier in a greener, quieter, smaller world, and I hope to show that it’s possible.