I
am in a white phase. I have been for quite sometime. Currently, I am attracted
to all things white . . . well, almost. Whenever I’m in a color phase, of which
there have been many, I often find myself attracted to items that have existed
in creative dormancy for years. Such is the case with my maternal grandmother’s
gray and white dresser scarves.
I’ve
always loved these pieces, but I’ve never known exactly what to do with them--until
now. It’s the white phase. It’s an awareness of the quickly approaching
holiday season and the visits it entails. Evidently these two elements have
converged, prompting the scarves’ long awaited reincarnation. With a few stitches to join the pieces, a cotton
liner, and a napkin ring, they will be transformed into a small bag designed to
hold any assortment of items that will extend a heartfelt welcome to any guest.
The possible contents are countless in number and subject only to my
imagination.
For
now, I shall fill my bag with either lovely scented bath soaps, salts, and
gels, all personally packaged in my assortment of favorite findings, or a beloved
book partnered with a hand-stitched tea sachet. Either way, it will be my way
of saying, “Hello! Enjoy! We’re glad you’re here!” It will become my simple
white welcome.
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