My friends at our fortnightly craft group (sadly suspended for the duration) are always quick to admonish me when I seek to add an additional embellishment to whatever creation I am fashioning under the gentle tutoring
of our leader, the Lovely Linda. “Less is More!” they remind me, gently but firmly, as they spot my gaze wandering over the ribbons, the buttons, the tissue paper.
They know what they are talking about, my fellow crafters. How many greetings cards, decorated boxes, Christmas tree decorations, painted glass tea light holders have I spoilt (even ever so slightly) because I couldn’t leave well alone? How many
of my creations have suffered from over application of silver spray, poster paint or Modge Podge? You might be thinking that I never learn.
Today, however, I really
think I may have turned a corner. Now, like so many in not-so-Splendid Isolation, I am having to make my own greetings cards; this afternoon, I decided to turn my hand to Easter cards, principally for the Tremendous Ten grandchildren. You may well be
imagining that it would be extremely easy for me to go Right Over The Top, given the multiplicity of Easter symbols.
I was rescued from myself by the fact that
I am still awaiting delivery of essential supplies - double-sided sticky tape, printed greetings, silver and gold borders - from a Crafty Supplier. What I did have was lots of bits of coloured card left over from the manufacture of my birthday banners, an
elderly stick of Pritt stick, a black felt tip pen, some card blanks and some envelopes. I also had a rabbit template, helpfully pinned inside a book entitled “Easter Activities.” Oh, how I love a book which does what it says on the tin! Or, in
this case, the cover...
The book was once the prized property of grandkids Jack and Hazel when they were but Littl’uns and not the seriously grown-up individuals
they have become. Indeed, one of the many treasures I have recently rescued from above, as part of the Loft Clearance Project, is the Surprise Egg Box they made me one Easter approximately fifteen years ago. Here it is on pages 24 and 25 of Easter Activities
- and here is their gift to me. It’s painted bright yellow, decorated with colourful butterflies and flowers and tied up with royal blue ribbon. Open the box and inside you will still find empty painted egg shells and several bedraggled looking fluffy
Any chocolate which might have once been hidden in the painted egg shells has now gone, which isn’t a surprise, given that then, as
now, I was Someone Always Thinking About Her Stomach.
When I found the Treasure From Easters Past, the Youngest of the Darling Daughters was with me. She advised
that it would be slightly ridiculous to actually keep the Surprise Egg Box and suggested I take a photograph (in order to preserve the memory) and then consign the egg box to the recycling bin. Several weeks on and I still haven’t found it in myself
to do as she instructed. One day, when I am busily making greetings cards in the Craft Factory in the Sky, one or several of my children or grandchildren will find the painted egg box and wonder why I kept it. When they open the box and see what’s inside,
well, I wonder what they’ll say...
I have finished making all my Easter cards. Fortunately because of the lack of materials mentioned above, they are somewhat
minimalist in design but I feel sure they will be well received, especially with the enclosed promise inviting the recipients to choose their own Easter eggs.
is more, I keep telling myself. I am even starting to believe it.
More or less...