When it isn’t a workshop…

Despite the closure of her bricks and mortar shop, Shopkeeper Gal is able to drip feed the obsessive amongst us with workshop kits and access to some new stamps. It’s delicious, but….when I buy a kit, it often sits on my desk for ages. I’ve resolved to not let that happen again, because I really do enjoy making up cards as you probably know by now! So, when the latest kit was announced (with samples so you know whether you’d like it or not!) I offered my dining table as a venue for an afternoon of kit making up. 

It was an entirely selfish gesture, an afternoon off to do some crafting, with lovely company and a lovely kit. It worked too. We ate biscuits, drank coffee and coloured in, cut out, made cards and chatted. Perfect. I have no idea why, but I am a sucker for bird images, so this was the obvious and perfect workshop for me, and I’m also now the proud owner of three new stamps sets. Oh, somebody stop me! No, really, don’t.

Seems this year that I’m all about birds and teacups. It’ll wear off in a couple of millennia, I’m sure.

I’ve missed it. I crop with my Coven and so the recesses of my mind equate scrapbooking with company; but largely, card making I’ve been doing on my own. I don’t need the company, I’m perfectly happy at my desk, listening to an audiobook or birdsong or heaven help me, the voices in my head. But I had forgotten how nice is to work on something together, and the Shopkeeper Gal went to the trouble of bringing supplies so that we could copy her samples faithfully. Which I did. Except for the fourth card which I didn’t get round to, and when I did, I went off track with the colouring and totally ruined it! 
So when is a workshop not a workshop? Oh I don’t know, but I’m delighted tone involved in dining table creating!