Caryn Turrel
Bio
Daughter of the Creator, wife, mother, sister, daughter, science educator and enthusiast, photographer, gardener, and budding quilter.
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Aspiring to Be a Cut Above
“Don’t you dare use my good fabric scissors to cut that.” It didn’t matter what I wanted to cut. Touching Mom’s fabric scissors was akin to gazing at Medusa or touching the Ark of the Covenant. Do it, and die. So I would instead start playing with toys from my toybox.
By Caryn Turrel5 years ago in Families
A Boxful of Traditions
It isn’t much to look at. The large, plywood box has a hinged lid and rope handles on the sides. It creaks loudly when it’s opened. My dad made the box when I was a little girl, intending it should hold toys. When my sister and I had outgrown “toyboxes” the box then became a place to hold our camping stuff. That’s when the rope handles were added, so it could be easily carried. Later, my Mom used the box to hold fabric.
By Caryn Turrel5 years ago in Families
