Mill Kids

It really is all about perspective, isn't it?  I grew up in Greenville, Maine.  Lived on the street that led to the plywood mill where my Dad worked.  Headed home each summer day at 4:30 when the whistle blew. Grew up thinking I was from the bad part of town.  Wrong side of the tracks. … Continue reading Mill Kids

Where did I come from?

I came from a long line of knitters............and.............my people also were up-cyclers before there was a word for it.  🙂 I have been laughing this winter about making slipper moccasins, hats, mittens, earbands, pin cushions and the best potholders you could imagine out of a ruined wool sweater........ Marketing, marketing.........I shouldn't say ruined sweater, I should … Continue reading Where did I come from?