Growing up, I noticed my mother had a natural affinity with plants. She had about fifty of them, spilling from the house into the garden in mismatched pots. On weekends she’d tend to them lovingly, talking and singing to them, softly and often out…
The other day I bought a pom-pom maker, thinking it would be a fun and easy craft to do with the girls. Ha! I couldn’t work out how to use the darn thing and, even after watching a YouTube tutorial, my pom-pom ended up…
