Sep 26, 2025
MUSHROOM!!!!
Also more moss but like more importantly—MUSHROOM 🍄🍄🟫🍄🍄🟫
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MUSHROOM!!!!
Also more moss but like more importantly—MUSHROOM 🍄🍄🟫🍄🍄🟫
MOSS. MOSS. MOSS.
Finally figured out how to get more variation in there. Not really sure if it’s pulling off moss or not. Also have been having a bit too much hand cramping to add to her.
Might start another project in the mean time. That is what this page is for. Half finished but with a lot of heart.
Forgive my cats feet but moss update!
Crochet is so hard to photograph
The moss has returned from its moss-hiatus!
Some mushroom/leaves on the ends need to be attached but over all she is coming along and largely flattening from modifications.
Rewatching the Pitt and sending inquiry emails to therapists, how’s your Valentine’s going?
Shapes baby! As promised!!
Allow me to highlight my glorious shapes
Light blue fuzzy ROUND boy in the corner- a repurposed succulent pattern
Yellow green long boy- oak leaf
Light green and dark green twin pair- lilac leafs (? I dunno don’t look at me not a leaf expert???)
Yellow green little guy- clover (but like a real one this time.)
Moss is, at its longest l, a bit more than 2 and a half feet. And my cat is deciding now is the time to bite me so I guess that’s the end of the post
Yarn cart assembled!
I am refusing to count how much is there tbh
It’s me. I’m back. I know everyone missed me. I am in the breaking out of my chrysalis part of things. I was in there for a bit. Apologies for the chrysalis related absence.
Basically it’s been about a year since my life throughly exploded. In some ways, it was no one one’s fault. In others, it was. And, it was very much thrust upon me against my will, best efforts, and dedication. And I was undeniably very very hurt in the process.
The most fair thing to say is that : I was on a path that dwindled with every step. My denial growing with each foot forward. And suddenly
That path was just no longer an option.
It took a lot of grief. And a lot of heartbreak. Betrayal. Loss. Anger. Screaming. All of it.
All of which I still feel every damn day. But it also took a lot of reckoning with how unfit my path truly was to get where I am now.
Which is here.
That’s where I am now.
I am here.
In the present moment.
Living in what is meaningful and driving for me. Living in what’s in front and behind but most importantly— my own path.
Today is a culmination of that. So here’s to me. Here’s to all of us who had a curve ball thrown in our 9th hour, totally unprepared for a life different than what we had planned. It was not what we wanted.
But we took it and made it what we wanted.
What we needed.
And what we hope to be.
We are braver than what people know
We are stronger than we give ourselves credit for
I would never wish it on another, but if you too find yourself unexpectedly in a place to start over, may yours be filled with love, support, growth, and may your next life be full of more.
Whatever it is you want, may yours have more.
May you know you are not ever alone. Life is not linear. And we are just in the “fun fact” “last dollar” “sleeping on a couch” part of our story.
The part people tell about moments before greatness.
We are among good company my friends. So may I share with you, my very favorite saying.
It is what I tell myself with every eyelash, toast, shooting star, and candle-
To better and brighter, my friends
To better and brighter