Last weekend, we were in our neighborhood thrift shop picking out treasures. After convincing Ryan that, yes, we did need a miniature root beer mug and a cute, Made in Japan ladel, I dropped all of that stuff and went slack-jawed when I saw these on the bookshelf.
What? Craft and creativity books published in 1974?
Yes please, how much?
$10 for all of them?
Let's start with the covers, shall we? The big, bold color photography drew me right in. But listen to some of the topics covered: hooked rugs, baby foods, ant farms, hibachi, canoeing, dried flowers, cheeses and churning, and the list goes on and on. Every time I look at them I get all giddy with a rush of craft aspirations. Could I really cut an old pickle jar to create canisters for beans, grains and spices? Is there a way that I could turn the garage into a workshop and get a welding gun? But I actually think I could start with the familiar and that would keep me occupied for several months, if not years. And I don't even have the complete set of books. Viva the 70s!