Looking forward to the weekend and taking the opportunity to enjoy one of my favourite hobbies ~ letter writing. The weather is gorgeous this October, sunny and warm, especially for autumn.
I have a lovely quiet weekend of hobbies planned. A chance after the grape harvest to relax, rejuvenate and simply enjoy the peace and quiet of time spent to myself and deciding what I wish to do when I wish. A pure luxury.
One of my all time favourite and long term hobbies is junk card making. This came about as stationery became harder and harder to find for my letter writing. Along the same time was a discovery of junk journals and how to make them, where you use up all sorts of things to make a journal.
Except I have never been a journal writer. The concept though is such a neat one it simply made sense to use the idea. I just apply it to making cards for people instead. It sort of turned them into book cards, a card with many pages to write on.
Junk ‘journaling’ gives the opportunity to use up old scraps of paper, envelopes, bags, tags… as well as old magazines. Really whatever ephemera I have about. Add in some printed washi tape, the odd sticker and each card ends up being completely unique. (I’m thinking of making a few for our Shop. What do you think?)
I hope to finish a card I have on the go tomorrow. Then let Sunday’s lovely weather beckon me outside to write in it. Funny enough, most of my letters begin ‘I am sat here amongst the ducks…’. This card is a proper book and will take a few ‘sat amongst the ducks’ sessions to finish writing it. Another joy of letter writing.
Another favourite hobby is making rag rugs. I have made a few small bedside ones. Now I’m in the midsts of a large one. Began last winter, it is going to take some time to finish. As winters’ temperatures loom on the horizon the need for warmth underfoot becomes a definite necessity.
Making a rag rug is such a nostalgic idea as well as being practical on many fronts. It’s also a fantastic way to use up worn out clothes, especially socks with holes in them. I find it strangely therapeutic to sit and cut up into strips in preparation. Especially the socks, as I cut them like peeling an orange in one piece.
I love the idea that that’s all it takes. No sewing, nothing needed but rags and time. Isn’t that what favourite hobbies are all about? Nothing really needed but creativity and time? And a few scraps.