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  1. Crafty

    Crafty is everywhere. In toilet roll tubes and cotton wool, in leaves pressed flat on paper, in the mess that means something was made. I learned to love crafty because someone loved it first. Though I didn't fall for a skill. I fell for patience that never rushed me. For honesty that never hid the mess. For warmth that showed up on the floor with me. For presence in the smallest, most ordinary afternoons. Crafty was never just crafty. It was a person. Who is your crafty? © […]

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  2. Crafty

    Crafty is everywhere. In toilet roll tubes and cotton wool, in leaves pressed flat on paper, in the mess that means something was made. I learned to love crafty because someone loved it first. Though I didn't fall for a skill. I fell for patience that never rushed me. For honesty that never hid the mess. For warmth that showed up on the floor with me. For presence in the smallest, most ordinary afternoons. Crafty was never just crafty. It was a person. Who is your crafty? © […]

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  3. Crafty

    Crafty is everywhere. In toilet roll tubes and cotton wool, in leaves pressed flat on paper, in the mess that means something was made. I learned to love crafty because someone loved it first. Though I didn't fall for a skill. I fell for patience that never rushed me. For honesty that never hid the mess. For warmth that showed up on the floor with me. For presence in the smallest, most ordinary afternoons. Crafty was never just crafty. It was a person. Who is your crafty? © […]

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  4. Crafty

    Crafty is everywhere. In toilet roll tubes and cotton wool, in leaves pressed flat on paper, in the mess that means something was made. I learned to love crafty because someone loved it first. Though I didn't fall for a skill. I fell for patience that never rushed me. For honesty that never hid the mess. For warmth that showed up on the floor with me. For presence in the smallest, most ordinary afternoons. Crafty was never just crafty. It was a person. Who is your crafty? © […]

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  5. Crafty

    Crafty is everywhere. In toilet roll tubes and cotton wool, in leaves pressed flat on paper, in the mess that means something was made. I learned to love crafty because someone loved it first. Though I didn't fall for a skill. I fell for patience that never rushed me. For honesty that never hid the mess. For warmth that showed up on the floor with me. For presence in the smallest, most ordinary afternoons. Crafty was never just crafty. It was a person. Who is your crafty? © […]

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