All kinds of boutique businesses are starting everywhere.

A young person we know makes kohlrabi sauerkraut. sells it in the local markets.

Lots of local classes in our area for knitting,....

'Tis an interesting time to do stuff.

At this point whatever is 'one of a kind' is gaining popularity and demand. People are starved for that which is flawed but beautiful. Water torture perfect computers are numbing starved brains for subtleties of real, living differences and flaws. That is wherein the music of life lies.

I never learned to sew. I just don’t have the patience for it. But, it would come in handy.

The wif and her bestest friend are all about dying techniques. Lots of direct painting of birds and such. Way fun.

Lovely dress.

Custom items tailored to a buyer are on the increase, but they aren't hand crafted.

Gotta get your 3D printer.

I regret not learning how to sew, crochet and knit. Also, I wish I knew how to can and preserve things in jars with wax on the top.

I love making my own clothes, altering them to fit my body.

In the selfie I took today, I cut the dress so it skims my body.

Men say it looks sexy. I think it's a bit too tight. The jury is out.

I don't know about sewing, but I get a lot of 'Seriously, where did you get it?' And looks of disbelief when asked about my woven yarn hats. A woman asked me about my particular favorite one and a look of satisfaction crossed her face as she said 'Wait til I tell my husband!'

Eh, ...--- This should probably be in the flirting group but, I wish we lived closer to each other, real close.

Christmas stocking I made:

Claire. Made the amatuer mistake of gluing on sequins.

When Claire grabbed her stocking, sequins scattered. Last year, running out of matching sequins and stars, I sewed them all on. First, drilled out dried glue in the center of sequins with an X-Acto knife.

Rosie, Claire's cat. Half-Spanish, Claire was seven years old.

Matt, Claire's finace'. Matt never had a Christmas stocking before. He loved it.

Cocoa, Claire's lovable, goofy dog. Half husky and half golden retriever, Cocoa weighs 90 lbs. This looks like Cocoa at one year old.

"No way," I thought, thinking about embroidering round C's and O's. Found a leather boot lace in my sewing box. Cocoa's name took 10 minutes.

"It looks like Cocoa's rawhide chews," Claire's artist dad said.

Life is really made up of small triumphs.

Just like how print media is dead. So sad!!