Cat Feet....Why?

"Why Cat Feet Studio?" Well, grab a cup of coffee and I'll tell ya.

You're gonna need the coffee because this may get long winded. Just sayin'.

The first thing you need to know is that when I was in school I loved English. Loved it with a passion. By contrast, I hated math; hated it down to the marrow of my bones. When I reached high school that hate later turned to utter loathing of vilest description. This, however, is not the point. The point is that I loved English and when my English teacher, Mr. Gray, introduced us to Fog by Carl Sandburg I fell in love. With the poem. I was already in love with Mr. Gray but that's not the point either. You can read the poem here.

You also need to know that after I was married (not to Mr. Gray, alas) my husband and I began to keep cats and I fell in love for the third time. (The second time was with my husband, the greatest guy in the world, which really was the first time if you don't count Mr. Gray, making my love of cats my second love--are you following all this???) We've had cats most of our marriage and they are an integral part of our home life. My daughter said, "A cat makes a house a home." I'm pretty sure she's right.

The third thing you need to know is that I love crafts, especially sewing. We currently live in a house with an extra bedroom which I have made into a craft studio. It's also a guest room, but if I have pressing matters to attend to with my sewing machine the guests have to move to a tent in the yard. It's OK. I let them come in to use the shower. Just kidding. Anyway, I have been known to disappear into that room for hours on end and make stuff. Jewelry, cards, clothes, quilts, you name it. Whatever strikes my fancy at the moment or appeals to my sense of creativity is produced there. My cat always comes to keep me company. If she's not outside catching lizards and other miscellany then she can be found snoozing on the bed administrating in my studio.

Moving right along in my story, some time ago we moved to the San Francisco Bay Area. I think this is where they have the fog factory for the whole world. I'm not really into the fog, if the truth be told. I'm originally a desert rat from Arizona but even I have to admit the fog can be very beautiful. If I'm inside. With the heater on. And the fireplace. And some tea, a book, the cat, and for good measure the sound of my husband tapping away on his computer keyboard. (Edit: we lived in the Bay area for five years and now we have moved to Maryland. Yet another adventure! My fog story is still relevant, though, in case you were wondering. Ahem.)

Anyway, back to the point. I commend you if you are still reading.

Hence, Cat Feet Studio. The combination of my favorite poem, my favorite pet, my favorite things to do, and the beautiful place I live.

So that's my introduction! Check back and see what's in the shop when I get it up. I'll put a link in the sidebar.

I want to add a clarification: in all seriousness, my very first love is Jesus. I'm a born again Christian, been saved for 27 years, the wife of a pastor. I love Jesus with all my heart, first and foremost. Everything I write and do and am is against that backdrop!