OK, so my previous baby announcement wasn’t really about a baby, but about our first broccoli.  We don’t really have new twins to share, but we are ecstatic about our twin tomatoes.  Other than prolific lettuce production, our garden has been lagging.  The excessive spring rain compacted our soil and our new seeds had some trouble punching through the surface.

Rob replanted, and supplemented with additional nutrients, most of our transplants and new growths a couple weeks ago.  Most everything is happier in the looser soil, but our peppers and eggplants still seem unhappy.  We are watching and hoping.  The twin tomatoes renew our hope that we will eat more than just lettuce and a few heads of broccoli, cauliflower and cabbage from our garden this summer.

The other item that is growing well in the garden is parsley.  It was sort of on a whim that we planted it because I don’t really like it.  I thought I might throw it in here and there.  Well I have basically ignored it and it has flourished.  I needed a picnic food for last Monday night.  We were going to be away from home at dinner time and I wanted an alternative to the tuna fish or peanut butter sandwiches I usually pack for picnics.

I made the Quick Lemon and Garlic Quinoa Salad from Feeding the Whole Family by Cynthia Lair.  I cut the parsley and added the tomato.  It did not include sunflower seeds, but I have in the past.  The recipe is easy to make, can be made in advance, travels well and tastes great.  I had picked up Feeding the Whole Family a few times in the bookstore, but kept putting it down.  I was drawn in by the beautiful cover art by Nikki McClure and Cynthia’s affiliation with Bastyr, but the recipes didn’t quite grab be (and I definitely don’t need another cookbook unless it is going to be well loved.

I took a cooking class through Lost Arts Kitchen and we ate the Quinoa Salad during our snack break.  It was delicious.  I immediately bought the book and we have enjoyed everything I have made so far.  The recipe ingredients tend to be more on the eclectic side and I usually don’t have everything on hand, but if I plan ahead, it is easy enough to gather the necessary items.  I am really looking forward to trying out more of the recipes once we harvest more beauties from our garden.

Tomorrow is the East Portland Sunday Parkways ride.  We can’t wait….

I am finally sitting down in a moment of near peace, which have been scarce since school ended.  Rob and I are trying to catch up on all the neglected projects that have piled up during the school year.  And, he will be spending the summer looking for a new teaching job.  He has decided to leave his private Montessori school and will transition back to public school education with the upcoming school year.  If there are any public elementary/middle school principals out there looking for a teacher with great education, experience and references….

Rob just left to help a friend assemble a backyard play structure for his daughter for her birthday tomorrow.  We will be attending the party tomorrow morning and I just finished a new quilt block tee as a gift.  I will post the photo once it has been gifted.  Henrik is in his room for quiet time listening to A Bear Called Paddington and I have 5 minutes until it will be time to rotate the pound cake.

I have never made an Independence Day feast before, but I felt a little inspired and decided to take the plunge.  We harvested our first green cabbage from the garden yesterday and I made some Coleslaw late last night.  It is mayo based with red onion, black pepper, dried ginger and mustard.  The ginger and mustard are seasonings I use for salmon burgers, which is also on the menu tonight.

I am pretty sure I got the inspiration from Mark Bittman’s How to Cook Everything, but I had only checked the book out from the library and can’t double check.  I own How to Cook Everything Vegetarian, but salmon is not included in that edition.  The salmon is in the fridge marinating with Worcestershire, tamari, red onion, fresh garlic, fresh ginger and mustard powder.

I already squeezed the lemon and grated some more fresh ginger for lemonade.  It is also chilling in the fridge.  We will also have fresh corn with the burgers and slaw.  I had initially thought I would make biscuits for a shortcake style dessert.  We had breakfast yesterday Sweetness Bakery.  I bought a Groupon a while ago.  I saw their brunch menu online on Friday night thought it sounded great.  We had scrambled eggs with caramelized onions and roasted mushrooms, house roasted potatoes and a patriotic biscuit with strawberries, whip cream and blueberries.  It was so good I thought I would repeat the biscuit combo at home for dessert tonight.

We rode to Sweetness, had breakfast and then rode on to Mt. Tabor.  Rob and Henrik played on the big toys and I schlepped myself up and down three times on my road bike.  I am on a mission to return to my pre Henrik fitness and I keep encountering my arch nemeses, hills, on my journey.  I used to ride a lot.  We are trying to figure out a better way for me to ride with Henrik right now so that we can decrease our car use even more.  We have a trail-a-bike, but I don’t have that much seat post real estate for the attachment and it chafes my inner thigh.  I would like to get an Xtracycle, but that isn’t in the budget now.  It is a situation that lacks resolution currently.

I also have too many craft projects going right now that lack resolution.  I have quilted the baby quilt.  I got a little too intricate and it took hours.  The binding is the last thing to do and I hope to finish it soon.  I had taken a break from the quilt to start the washcloths for Craft Hope.  But, my serger needles started protesting at the thickness of the fabric so I decided to change them.  That was a huge mistake.  Something happened when I clipped my needle threads and the stitch is completely off now.

This is the first time I have used the serger since we moved to Portland and I couldn’t find my manual to recheck the threading sequence.  I had to take a break from that project so I decided to go back to the quilt.  I eventually located the serger manual, but I wanted to finish quilting the baby quilt.  I also squeezed work on the birthday tee in there somewhere.  I keep hitting roadblocks and keep getting bounced from project to project.

I think that since I have so many unresolved projects in the works right now that making a good dinner seemed like a creative project that I could actually complete and enjoy in a timely manner.  I still have strawberries and blueberries to wash and cream to whip.  New Seasons will be switching from Straus to a local dairy next week.  This may be our last round of Straus whip cream.  Sigh….I hope the new dairy’s milk is just as delicious.

I used a Lemon Pound Cake recipe from The Grand Central Baking Book.  It is excellent.  I thought that I would make biscuits like we had had at Sweetness, but I didn’t have any buttermilk.  I came up with the idea of the pound cake and, even though I ended up needing buttermilk anyway, the idea stuck.  I think the combo of the Lemon Pound Cake with the berries and the whip cream will taste great.  Well, the cake is done and I am going to tackle my serger.

Enjoy your Independence Day!  I hope you are able to celebrate our national freedom and your personal freedom to pursue whatever inspires you today and in the future.

We were lucky enough to see Nikki McClure read her new book Mama, Is It Summer Yet? at Powell’s at the beginning of May.  Nikki’s art work was also featured in the Pearl Room at Powell’s.  Her paper cuts are beautiful in her calendars and books, but they were exquisite in person.

Henrik really enjoys All in a Day, but Mama, Is It Summer Yet? has moved onto his current list of favorites.  Henrik has been asking since winter (on the few days that we saw the sun) if it was summer yet.  Once we got Nikki’s book we were able to start talking about the signs of summer’s arrival and whether it was summer or still spring.

Rob just read Mama, Is It Summer Yet? to Henrik tonight to celebrate the Solstice.  Even though it was a pretty grey day, Henrik was glowing with the knowledge that summer had finally arrived, at least officially.  Thank you for writing the book and for coming to Portland, Nikki!

Henrik loved the squirrel postcard.

Nikki signed Henrik’s book and was gracious enough to pose for a picture.

Nikki is teaching a paper cut class, Crafting a Memory: Making a Paper Cut Story, at the North Cascades Institute in August.  There were a couple spots available when I looked into the class about a month ago.  I have been working on a board book and paper cuts would be the perfect medium for the illustrations.  I am not going to be able to make the class this year, but maybe if it is offered again next year….

We woke this morning to beautiful summery blue sky outside our bedroom window.  But, the grey had settled in again before breakfast.  At least our hope was refreshed that more blue skies are in our near future.  I hope you enjoyed at least a glimmer of summer today.  Happy Summer Solstice!

I needed a quick dinner tonight and we don’t keep any “fast food” in the house.  One of my favorite, recently reintroduced, standbys comes from Italian Two Easy, which seems to be out of print.  It is from the same author as Italian Easy.  I don’t remember what the recipe is called in the book, but we call it Italian Bread Dish.

All you need is a loaf of bread, tomatoes, olive oil, garlic and salt (additional seasonings are optional).  I first discovered this when I check out both of these Italian cookbooks from the library when we lived in Milwaukee.  Rob was so busy in school and Henrik consistently dismantles the house (still an issue today) when I try to cook alone, so I work hard to vary our yummy, quick prep meals.  Until a couple weeks ago I hadn’t made this meal since we have been in Portland.

The tomatoes in our garden tanked last summer, which is why we are working with Your Backyard Farmer this year, and I have been avoiding all canned foods because of BPA (except Eden Foods, but even their tomato cans still contain BPA).  I splurged recently on a couple glass jars of Lucini tomatoes and tomato sauce (though there is more than likely BPA in the lid liner—at least there is less in contact with the tomatoes).  So, I just extracted this recipe from my memory and it has been a huge hit again.

Slice the bread into 2” cubes and brown them in the olive oil.  I usually add the garlic (sliced so that it flavors everything, but I can still pick out the pieces and keep them out of Henrik’s bowl) about ½ way through so that it brown and have a soft, roasted flavor.  Once the bread is browned (golden or darker) on all sides add the tomatoes.  The Lucini tomatoes have basil leaves added and I think the original cookbook recipe did call for some Italian spices.  The crushed tomatoes do not have any added salt, so a little sprinkled on top (except Henrik’s) finishes off the dish.  It is quick and delicious.

We started with a simple green salad with lettuce and celery leaf from our garden and finished with homemade vanilla ice cream, which I started once I got the bread in the pan.  It finished about the same time as the bread mix and was the perfect consistency when we were ready for dessert.

The salad was garden fresh, the tomatoes tasted almost summer fresh and the Strauss whole milk and whip cream made the most amazing ice cream.  Henrik was at a class in NW Portland late this afternoon and Rob met me there after school.  Rob and I walked up to Ken’s Artisan Bakery for a loaf of their Country Blond for the bread dish and a slice of their Chocolate Pound Cake to compliment the ice cream.  Good ingredients made this meal great.

Here is some urban beauty we enjoyed on our way to and from Ken’s.  Hope some beauty, whether to see or taste, is in your future.

Anna Lappé spoke at Powell’s last night about her latest book Diet for a Hot Planet.  I haven’t read the book yet.  I decided to start back at the beginning and read Diet for a Small Planet and then move on to Hope’s Edge.  I did read Grub when it came out.  I was thrilled to be introduced to Anna’s coauthor Bryant Terry.  I love his Vegan Soul Kitchen cookbook.  I will be raving about his Chilled Heirloom Tomato Soup when our tomatoes ripen this summer!

I especially liked the section in Grub on acquisitions and mergers in the organic industry.  It was really useful to see how some of the companies I support, when I thought I was supporting “the little guy”, had actually been acquired by much larger, and often not-so-organic, corporations.  If the options are equally delicious, I will always try to support the smaller company.  Diet for a Hot Planet has a similar section called Spin.  Anna goes offers more current examples of the greenwashing of the organic industry.  McDonalds has actually released an Endangered Species Happy Meal in Europe as part of their green platform.

Anna spent a lot of time speaking of hope.  The subtitle for her book is; The Climate Crisis At The End Of Your Fork And What You Can Do About It.  Halting the current climate change crisis depends on everyday choices of everyday people.  We have participated in CSA programs in the past, but this year we decided to grow as much of our own perishable food as possible.  Our vegetables will travel zero miles to get from garden to plate.  This type of commitment to decreasing the carbon footprint of our daily food is happening all over the world.  What is at the end of your fork?

Earth Day is this Thursday.  There are lots of events planned all over the country.  In addition to more interactive activities, I would like to propose that you spend a few hours in front of the TV (who would have thought???).  There a three great programs on PBS this week in celebration of Earth Day.  Check your local station or PBS for times in your area.  In Portland, the movie Earth Days will be on American Experience tonight.  On Wednesday, Food, Inc. will be P.O.V and Dirt will be on Independent Lens.

Earth Day is a great opportunity to start taking positive steps toward a more conservationist/environmentalist approach to life.  People all across the country will be taking their first step or their hundredth in solidarity.  “A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step”—Confucius

Dr. Leopold's Slide

We went to Olympia, WA last Saturday to celebrate the 25th Anniversary of the MES Program at Evergreen, from which I graduated in 2001.  The event was held in conjunction with the annual Rachel Carson Forum, which honors Rachel Carson and features a prominent environmental leader.  This year’s event also featured breakout session.  We participated in one workshop on how to build bike panniers out of recycled buckets, which was co-led by one of my professors from the MES program, Gerardo Chin-Leo (left).

We also went on an Ethnobotanical Garden Walk, which highlighted the native plants around the Longhouse where the event was held.

The project is being overseen by Marja Eloheimo.  She was the Ethnobotany professor who co-taught of one of my undergrad classes, Plants in Human Life.  I still have the plant journal I made in the class.  The botany professor of the teaching team, Al Wiedemann, nearly locked up the brakes on the van  during one of our amazing field trips to the Olympic Peninsula when he spotted a rather large stand of Cow Parsnip on the roadside.  In case you were wondering, I loved being a student at Evergreen.

The keynote speaker at the Rachel Carson Forum was Dr. Estella Leopold (daughter of Aldo Leopold).

She spoke on “Upon Becoming a Conservationist”.  She remarked that, “Before Earth Day we were all conservationists, now we are all environmentalists.”  I have spent the last few days pondering this distinction.  I can see how the definitions have divergent meanings, but they also overlap.

As wholeheartedly as I would admit to being an environmentalist, I do think that there is sometimes a stigma attached to the word itself.  As dedicated as many conservationists have had to be in order to achieve successful protection of a species or a piece of land, their work typically takes a quieter approach than that of many environmentalists.

Rob and I held a mini Evergreen style seminar the other night about the two words.  He brought up Julia Butterfly Hill.  Was she a conservationist or environmentalist?  I think that she is definitely an environmentalist, but in her heart, as she sat in Luna, she was trying to conserve a tree, a forest and an ecosystem.  Maybe the use of the word conservationist should be brought back to create space in the movement for those who do want to protect the environment, but don’t want to be labeled an environmentalist.  We need letter writing campaigns and civil disobedience to bring about change in our world.

Aldo Leopold and Rachel Carson are both conservationists and environmentalists according to Wikipedia.  I wonder how they would describe themselves today.  Dr. Leopold began her talk by sharing her reverence for Rachel Carson and her work.  She included the quote on the slide at the top of this post.  It was new to me, but I am so glad to have learned it.  It is especially poignant to think of Rachel Carson finding strength in those words when she was enmeshed in so much ugliness while writing Silent Spring.  She was challenged both professionally and personally.

Ms. Carson left her first love, the sea, to focus her work on the terrestrial landscape and demise of songbirds.  I read The Edge of the Sea, which predates Silent Spring, to Henrik at bedtime around the time he turned two.  The vocabulary surpassed his comprehension, but the book was so lyrically captivating that he never asked for another book.  I often sat in his room long after he had fallen asleep and kept reading.  There is never a shortage of grim news headlines.  It is so important to remember that there is beauty everywhere and by seeking it out, we can be renewed.  Ms. Carson’s love of the sea came through clearly in The Edge of the Sea.  I would highly recommend reading it.

Dr. Leopold highlighted many successes in protecting the Earth’s ecosystems.  Then she launched into her main topic, which was about climate change.  She said that “glaciers had formed over geologic time, but are melting in our time”.  Dr. Leopold spoke through the lens of her experience as a botanist and a paleontologist.  She shared her recent observations that the plants in her yard in Washington were blooming 2-3 weeks earlier than last year.

Dr. Leopold's Slide

She also shared her sister’s data from Wisconsin, which also included Aldo Leopold’s data from the same piece of property.  This year’s plants bloomed earlier than any previous year over a 70 year period.

Dr. Leopold's Slide

Dr. Leopold spoke of the Cascade Effect when the animals and plants fall out of synch.  The pika is coming out of hibernation before the vegetation is ready for their feast.

Dr. Leopold's Slide

Henrik just picked out this cute pika note card at Jill Blisscurrent gallery show at Pushdot Studio.

It is also available from her Etsy shop.

The earth’s climate is changing.  Whether we are the cause or just contributors to this change may never be known.  We do know that at no point in geologic history has one species inflicted such widespread environmental degradation on the Earth as during our current history.

Earth Day is this Thursday.  Climate Change is listed as one of the Core Issues for the Earth Day NetworkAnna Lappé will be at Powell’s tonight.  I am really looking forward to the event.  She will be introducing her new book Diet for a Hot Planet.  There is a great video about her new book on her blog.  She states that, “Our food system is responsible for as much as 1/3 of all green house gas emissions.”  I am looking forward to hearing her speak and getting fired up (no pun intended) for Earth Day.

It was renewing to once again be encircled by so many people at Evergreen who are interested in protecting the earth, whether as conservationists or environmentalists.  I also had the opportunity to debut my latest project……

Hint: Henrik is wearing it.  More to come….

We love your books!  I have read all of Beverly Cleary’s character books to Henrik.  We started with Henry Huggins before Henrik turned two.  Now that more than two years have passed we have started the whole series again.  I read to Henrik from chapter books before his nap/quiet time and again before bedtime.  I also read board and picture books to him throughout the day.  Rob reads to Henrik for an additional 20-30 minutes as part of the evening wind down routine.

Henrik and I went on the Walking with Ramona neighborhood tour today.  It poured all night and there was still heavy cloud cover as we started, but the sun soon popped out and the weather turned out to be perfect.  The tour was lead by Portland author, Laura Foster.  We started at Beverly Cleary Elementary—Fernwood Branch.  The school was called Fernwood Grammar School when Mrs. Cleary went there, but she renamed it Glenwood School and Ramona, Beezus and Henry all went there.  We walked by the house where Mrs. Cleary’s lived when she went to Fernwood.  The house and the school are on N.E. Hancock Street, which she renamed Klickitat Street in her books.

We traveled through the neighborhood that inspired Mrs. Cleary’s fictional characters and storylines.  We also learned about how many of the fictional stories in Mrs. Cleary’s books were inspired by similar real life events.  There was actually a boy who was turned green by dye (paint in Henry Huggins) and got out of a part in the school play as a result.  There was also a real football that ended up in a passing car (and was not returned in real life).  I am so thankful that Mrs. Cleary turned her life’s events into so many wonderful fictional books.  There is no shortage of good books anymore like there was when Mrs. Cleary was growing up, but I am glad to know that I can turn to any of her character books for a great read.

The walk ended at the Beverly Cleary Sculpture Garden in Grant Park that features statues of Ramona,

Henry

and Ribsy.

Henrik took a full complement of photos of each statue.  His photos are on my Flickr site.

Thank you, Laura Foster, for spending your morning with us.  We both enjoyed the walk and your stories.

Henrik and I decorated eggs inside this morning while Rob finished up forming our garden beds outside.  I had received this link for DIY natural egg dying and decided to try it out with Henrik.  I strayed a bit from the directions and just bought grape and cranberry frozen juice concentrates.  I mixed ½ C of the defrosted juice concentrate with 1 tsp. vinegar in a mug.

Henrik was able to spoon the eggs from the starting bowl, into and out of the dye mug and into the finish bowl all on his own.

Two eggs cracked during the boiling process so we had ten to work with.  We started with four in the grape juice.  The colors were great.  Henrik decorated two of the eggs with crayon as I switched to the cranberry juice.

The cranberry was very subtle so I poured the leftover grape back into the dye mug.  I now wish I had had Henrik color more of the eggs.  The juice dyes lacked vibrancy and the crayon artwork helped liven up the bunch.

The eggs ended up very sticky.  It came down to a choice between sticky and a little more colorful or very pale and matte.  I left them a little tacky and as bright as possible.  It started to rain right as I hid the eggs in the backyard.

Henrik found all the eggs and we headed back inside.

I made deviled eggs with four of the eggs and egg salad with the rest.  I picked up a copy Natalie Chanin’s new book Alabama Studio Style at Powell’s this afternoon (she is coming to Powell’s on 04/13/10).  There is a recipe for deviled eggs in the book.  What a perfect way to use up a few extra eggs!  I didn’t have all the ingredients, so I strayed a little from the recipe, but I appreciate the inspiration.  I went to my “go to book”, Mark Bittman’s How to Cook Everything Vegetarian, for directions on how to cook a hardboiled egg and also for some guidance on the egg salad.

We are all glad we don’t have that many extra eggs to consume on a regular basis.  Henrik and I had fun decorating and dyeing and Rob finished prepping all five of our garden beds.  We are looking forward to planting this week.  More garden updates to come…..

I went to hear Kathleen Dean Moore read from her new book Wild Comfort at Powell’s on Friday evening.  I first learned about Kathleen when I attended the Beargrass Writers Workshop at the Mt. Adams Center in 2001.  I was deep in the abyss of scientific data writing my thesis about the conservation of the Canada Lynx in Washington’s Cascades.  Nature had become maps and charts and research studies.  I had lost track of the true essence of nature.  The combination of the workshops and the authors’ readings was amazing.  I was quickly regrounded in the beauty and comfort of nature.  Kathleen read from her book Holdfast.  I fell in love with her lyrical style and her subject matter.  After the workshop I decided to start at the beginning with her book Riverwalking and then I moved on to Holdfast.  I missed the release of The Pine Island Paradox so I am very happy to be reacquainted with Kathleen’s writing again.

Kathleen’s words were amazing again.  She spoke of the comfort she finds in Rachel Carson’s words about nature’s dependable rhythm and how spring comes after winter and dawn after night.  I have been searching for those cues myself this spring.  I spent most of my childhood in a four season climate and winter always meant snow.  We had snow here in Portland two winters ago, but not this winter.  This year’s snowfall was on the ground for less than 24 hours.  I know that we are on the crest of the transition to spring, but where was winter?

Snow as winter’s emblematic seasonal cue was absent and I spent most of the winter in self imposed seclusion healing from cold after cold.  I am so grateful to feel almost healthy again.  Kathleen said that, “It is very had to tell the difference between gratitude and joy.”  Joy is defined as an emotion and gratitude as a feeling.  Both themes have been floating through my thoughts recently.  I had not previously thought of them as being linked, but both have been running through my thoughts recently.  I know that I am both happy and grateful that I finally feel better.

The worst part of the final segment of my cold was that I lost both my sense of smell and taste for about a week.  I struggled with cooking meals and had to get Rob to taste my curry sauce to make sure I hadn’t added too much heat.  We sat at a stoplight next to a roughly idling car and Henrik asked, “What is that awful smell?”  I assumed that it was exhaust, but I could only guess based on my sense of hearing.  As soon as my congestion had cleared and I could taste and smell again I made a mug of hot chocolate.  I had been longing for milk since I had been avoiding dairy during my cold.  In my opinion, milk is one of the best mediums through which to bring chocolate into my mouth.  The combination of Straus whole milk and Rapunzel Organic Cocoa melded together into a mug of hot chocolate that felt like tasting beauty.  Was my joy enhanced by my gratitude?

Kathleen also talked about fully utilizing our senses during her reading on Friday evening.  She read the first essay in Wild Comfort, which is called The Solace of Snakes.  The last sentence of the essay is, “Listen with the full length of your body against the ground.”  We don’t usually travel in the same fashion as snakes, but it is sage advice.  We see with our eyes, smell with our noses and taste with our tongues.  Did more of my senses than just smell and taste participate in and enhance my experience with the mug of hot chocolate?  So what about listening?  Can you listen with more than your ears?  Can you listen with you whole body?  I usually look for beauty with my eyes, but I also smell and taste beauty.  Now I will also try to listen for beauty with my whole body.

I went to the Kata Golda author event at Powell’s last Sunday.  There had been a buzz in the blogosphere about her book, Kata Golda’s Hand-Stitched Felt.  I got swept up too and had picked up a copy in advance.  Henrik was unusually upset about me heading out that afternoon.  I showed him the finger puppets on the cover of the book and told him that I was going to learn how to make them.  I hoped Kata had the same idea.

I left a little later than I had hoped, but I encountered no traffic and rolled up to Powell’s early.  There was no parking in the Powell’s block, but I saw some car doors closing in the next block and pulled up in position.  Then the doors opened again.  Two men leaned out of either side of the car to spit.  I wondered if they were actually preparing to leave or just settling in.  The driver saw me waiting.  He again opened his door, got out, raised his arm in the air and then stuck something white a nearby tree.

I realized that it must be his window parking sticker.  I gave a “thank you” wave and he pulled out.  I parked and retrieved the sticker.  It only had about five minutes left on the ticket, but I appreciated the effort.  I grabbed my bag and headed for the ticket dispenser.  I inserted my debit card and navigated through the system.  My card was declined.  I knew my account was running low, but not that low.  I tried again, no luck.  I moved on to my credit card.  At this point a man walked up to me, reached out his arm and asked if I needed change.

I was so flustered I had no idea what to say.  I didn’t understand why the machine was now rejecting my credit card and why a stranger was offering me money.  I politely declined the offer.  There are typically so many panhandlers in that neighborhood.  I felt undeserving of spare change for the meter when there were probably people within the block who could use the money for food.  As I continued to struggle with the machine the man reached out and offered the coins again.  I thanked him and again declined the change.  I finally gave up on plastic and searched for quarters in the car.  I paid the machine and headed to Powell’s.  I was now running late.

Luckily, Powell’s was running late also.  Kata began her presentation by stating that she wanted to tell us “how to make a business out of what you love”.  Her journey to the present day had been filled with many tangents that had led her closer to her current success.  The pathway had not been well marked along the way, but was only visible when looked back upon.  It wasn’t a road map that could be followed by another in order to reach the same goal.

It was inspiring to learn of a successful crafter who did not graduate from art school.  Kata started art school, but found it too restrictive and did not continue.  As I envision the birth of my own craft business I often question my future success knowing that my creativity has not been properly blessed by a formal institution.  For Kata, her successful business had evolved organically from the summation of her collected creative experiences.  Kata loved her work, which had emerged through a new medium, working with felt, and a new approach, improvisational stitching by hand.  As I headed home I felt peaceful knowing that two strangers had held out their hands to me offering help and a third had reminded me that sometimes the journey toward reaching a goal involves many side roads.

Kata Golda Mouse Finger Puppet

I also brought this little mouse home to Henrik,

Kata Golda Mouse Finger Puppet Parts

which was much more than a sum of these parts.  Thanks, Kata!

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