Friday Check-In (on Saturday)

First Day of School 2014

First Day of Schoool 2014

I’ve been thinking about my Friday Moment posts. I love the picture and looking at all the other pictures people link to at Amanda Soule’s blog. As I’ve gotten more serious about my writing and my work, I feel a greater need o be accountable for maintaining balance in my life and for working on long-term projects. In order to do that, I’ve decided to transform my Friday Moment into a Friday Check-in. Here’s the plan. Every Friday, I’ll post a picture and answer five questions. They will be about my work, my home, myself, my project or goal, and the picture.

We’ll try it for a season and see how things go! No points for starting on a weekend, right? I had to marinate the idea well!

1. How are you moving forward at work?

The most important thing I did at work was to create a production plan. For the first time since I started Earth Apple Studio, this puts making things first. Having the list on my board makes it difficult to convince myself that working on my website is improving business, which it isn’t because my business for now is to make and sell things!

2. How did you improve your home?

Here I’m lucky to be writing a day late because this weekend we purged. I mowed through the pile of newspapers and magazines deciding what to keep and recycle. Magazines get a year in our house, after that I tear out the interesting stuff and the rest goes to recycling. There are a couple exceptions, but they might not last much longer. Not so much space around here!

3. How did you take care of yourself?

On Thursday morning, things were clearly going poorly for me. I had the morning to myself and instead of sitting down to work, I sat down to browse the internet for any kind of junk I could find. It was junk because it was an excuse to not work. Just moment before total despair set in, I closed the computer, put on my shoes and went for a walk. We live next to the forest. I walked through the woods, felt the sun shine, saw the gorgeous purple heather in bloom, and got lost in constructive thoughts. It was good.

4. How are things going with the daily writing project?

Fabulous, fabulous, so fabulous! Here’s what happened. In one of my internet trolling sessions (they are too frequent), I ran across an article by Jamie Todd Rubin, who wrote every day for 373 days. It turns out the internet is bursting with articles about the value of writing every day. All written, no doubt, by aspiring writers who’ve committed themselves to writing every day (and this feels a bit like a rabbit hole). This one touched me because he writes about writing amidst the kids and the mess. It sounded all too familiar and I decided to do it. I’m putting a little dot in my notebook calendar next to every day I write (5 minutes counts, but it has to be every day) and so far there are eleven dots. My first goal was seven. Now I’m going for 31! Anyone with me? What I’m noticing is that I have more ideas. The writing flows better, and I’m actually editing myself more often – because there’s something to edit. All good. All exciting.

5. Talk about the picture.

The kids started back to school this week, pre-school and the first grade. They both had a great time and were completely exhausted at the end of the week. What’s crazy is we started school on August 25th and those kids are wearing fleece! I love how the first picture so accurately shows my thoughtful first grader and my eager pre-schooler. I love how the second picture shows how much fun they love to have and how much she adores him. That’s his favorite pose and she does it right along with him, every time.

In My Kitchen: Rooted

Chioggia Beets

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Chioggia Beets

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Yesterday I picked our four beets from the garden. They’re beautiful things, Chioggia beets that I grew from seed. They’ve got red and white rings on the inside, but I was too busy putting them straight into the oven for roasting to cut them open and look. We’ve been loving the Roasted Beetroot with Walnuts and Yoghurt Dressing from River Cottage Veg – a brilliant cookbook if there ever was one. I’ve never picked a beet before and it was a mini-adventure in my backyard. Selecting, pulling, rubbing off soil, and washing all put me in a meditative mode. Beets. Beetroot. Roots.

I’ve never felt rooted. I’m the kind of girl who doesn’t like to answer questions about where she’s from. Rattling off a list of locations and dates is somewhere between boring and obnoxious. I am genuinely curious about a life in which people grow up and live in one place, or at least have family that stays in one place, a place they return to year after year after year. I went to elementary school in South Dakota. We lived in Germany before and Saudi Arabia after. I went to a boarding school and never stayed anywhere more than two years in a row for maybe fifteen years. Then we moved to Haarlem. We had shifted by then from my fmaily to me and my partner, now husband. We spent a long time in Haarlem, six years. They were busy years, but not building years. We knew we weren’t staying. A lot of people knew they weren’t staying. No one was rooted or putting down roots.

All of which is to paint a picture. I don’t really know what it is to feel rooted and may not even know how to do it. It’s an action, right? Rooting? It has to do with people and places and connections, building and digging deep. In my life, those things have been fleeting. So many of the people and places that have been important to me are no longer present in my (daily) life. Lately I’ve started to miss them, sometimes a lot. Things are slowing down a little bit. We aren’t moving or planning on moving. Lately, I’m starting to feel like I’m a part of a community here in Nijmegen. It is like a little magic every day.

The past 48 hours have been full of little extraordinarily mundane moments, but each of them has been special to me. A friend called just to chat. I can laugh at myself over finding this special, but in all honestly, it almost never happens. Most of my close friends live in different countries and time zones. The last time someone called to chat, I asked the babysitter to stay an extra hour! While we were biking to school, we ran into my husband’s colleague who lives in the neighborhood. We did the Dutch version of a quick catch-up, biking together and chatting until our routes diverged. After dropping of Peanut at school, a mom invited a couple of us over for coffee. In the afternoon, Pumpkin and I ran into more people we know in town. And when we finally all got home, the kids took off to our retired neighbors’ house for a good 45 minutes of spoiling.

When did this all happen to me? This life in which I see people all over town? This life in which I’m not anonymous? I am not always sure what to do with all this, but oh my am I grateful. Grateful that all these people make space for me and my family in their lives. Grateful that we have such a wonderful group of people around us. Grateful that my littles are surrounded by caring adults and fun kids. Grateful that the stars aligned and brought us to this place in the world where it feels like we can settle in and put down some roots. All of which will certainly involve planting more beets, many more beets!

The Real Bag: Kokka Messenger Bag

Kokka Messenger Bag

Kokka Messenger Bag

Kokka Messenger Bag

Kokka Messenger Bag

Kokka Messenger Bag

Kokka Messenger Bag

Just before summer vacation, I made The Organized Office Bag from the Bag Making Bible. It’s part of my little challenge. In the process, I was reminded of a fundamental lesson about my work. One must buy high quality fabrics to make a high quality bag. It’s tempting for me to buy affordable (cheap!) fabrics and notions. After all, part of the appeal of sewing is that if you make it yourself, you might invest the time but you won’t have to invest the money. The more I sew, the more I see that it’s just not worth it. Too many nicely made bags have turned out off because the fabric wasn’t right. Maybe it wasn’t the right weight or quality or color. Experience has shown, the wrong fabric can turn anything into a disaster.

On the other hand, the right fabric can take a bag right into the stratosphere of bag-making satisfaction! And who wouldn’t love this gorgeous Kalima Echino decoro by Etsuko Furuya for Kokka? The colors! The birdies! The geometric patterns! It’s a cotton/linen canvas and utterly divine. I picked it up at the Stoffenkamer in Ghent during a family trip. My seriously supportive husband took the kids so I could go fabric shopping and congratulated me when I came home with a bag full of fabric gloriousness. What a guy, right?

As cheesy as it sounds – and it sounds so, so cheesy – this bag was the end of a journey and feels like the beginning of the future. My obsession with messenger bag making goes all the way back to 2009. Seriously! This particular bag felt like a massive accomplishment, the cherry on the cake of my years of bag making attempts and education. It’s a Real Bag. We have upholstery weight or heavier fabrics for the exterior and interior. We have interlinings and interfacings to give the bag structure and body. It uses hardware. There are metal parts on this bag, clasps to close the flap, d-rings to fix the strap to the bag body, and a big shiney metal slider to make the strap adjustable. All that adds up to a Real Bag.

This bag features a zip pocket, and elastic pocket, and a divided slip pocket on the inside. I skipped the optional laptop flap, adjusted the dividing lines on the slip pocket, and added a d-ring inserted into the side seam for my keys. I love the elastic pocket. It’s perfect for my water bottle and I use it all the time!

Kokka Messenger Bag

The biggest challenges when it came to sewing was getting the gussets nice and smooth and figuring out the adjustable strap. Two or three rounds on the gusset taught me the trick: align the sewing lines, not the edges of the fabric. In practice, that means the gusset piece is pulled tightly against the body piece. It looked like I had pulled it too tight, but it worked out just right with minimal puckering. Next time I will try drawing the seam line to help with pinning. My brain was terrified of the adjustable strap and convinced I’d manage some kind of ridiculous mistake. In the end it was easy, but I had the music off and practiced the slider placement at least three times before sewing anything down. Nothing like a little primal sewing disaster fear to make a girl work a bit carefully!

So there you go, I feel like I’ve graduated into Real Bag Making now. The next challenge? Translating the lessons learned here into my own design. Hrm…..