Better Than Flowers

Many husbands bring home flowers for their wives, mine brings home rope. Yes, you read that right, rope. I am sure many of you have seen the wonderful rope vessels being made by Maya and Amanda, well, Sunday night I shared them with Justin, and Monday afternoon he came home with rope. Rope!

We woke to rain on Tuesday, and after our morning nature walk, Reece busied himself with a little project, and I found my hands sitting idle, itching to do something creative. I had cast off a knitting project on Sunday, and as of yet had not cast anything else on, so I considered grabbing some yarn and needles and getting started on my next project, but then I saw the rope sitting by my sewing machine. That was all needed to get started.

These are addictive my friends, and so much fun! As the sewing machine hummed along, my little man popped out to see what I was working on, and stood amazed at what was happening. He declared the first one his, and I surprised him by adding a little red, his favourite colour, to the top. He loved it! The second one was all mine, and while I was hoping to make it a little bigger, I fortunately looked up just as my thread was running out. I quickly finished it, and was so very pleased.

So many ideas are floating around in my head, dreams of bowls, baskets, and bags, oh my! Dying rope, painting rope, using different ropes, goodness there are so many ideas. There are plans for the weekend to buy more thread and rope, and then the vessel making will begin again.

And yes, rope is much better than flowers.