I’m not obsessed with miniatures, by any means. I don’t have a collection of any wee little things, unless you count buttons or stitch markers as miniatures; I think of them more as tools of my craft. But occasionally when I run into a tiny replica of something, it evokes a visceral SQUEE IT IS SO TINY reflex in my brain. No idea why. Maybe it’s something to do with childhood memories, of being a small person in a big world? I don’t know that it actually matters why I get pleasure from miniatures, I just do. I was exceptionally pleased with myself when I came up with a plan for Mother’s Day. At the garden center, I’d picked up a couple flats of succulent ground cover (I’m slowly planting them all over the place). I was admiring them and thought… these would be so sweet in a tea cup! Or a little mason jar*! I HAVE MASON JARS OH YES IT’S ON!
So I rounded up my little mason jars (and I put their rings on them, just to make them look a little festive), and I put a bit of sand** in the bottom of each. (Mason jars with sand… Pinterest eat your heart out!)
I carefully ripped appropriately sized chunks of succulents out of the flat. I know careful tearing sounds like an oxymoron, but I learned last year that a) the roots grow together like whoa and b) there are two different layers of a plastic mesh woven through the roots. It adds stability to the plants as a whole but does make it hard to cut it into pieces. Then I lovingly nestled plants into each jar; topped the edges up with sand, and gave them a teaspoon of water each.
And I decided to bust out my Tiny Mail Activity Kit*** and make little tiny letters for each recipient. I’d love to say I wrote something deep and heartfelt in each letter, but my tiny writing skills are not so sharp, so I stuck to “Happy Mother’s Day”. The envelope isn’t much bigger than my thumbnail.
Then I sent them out to the world! The littles delivered a couple around our neighborhood; and I have a couple that I hope to get delivered today. Moms will understand the lateness.
And moms that are out in the world, know that I wish you well even if you are too far away for one of my kids to drop off a little jar of plants. It’s a tough job, and you are doing great. And if you can’t accept that you are doing great****, accept that you are doing the best you can, and when you can do better, you will.
*I know. Mason jars. They are part of the hipster craftpocalypse. I used them at Xmas to hold hand scrubs. I am refusing to go buy more even though LOOK AT THE TINY PLANTER!!
**Sand recently released from the tyranny of the sand box. Part of mud kitchen/garden supplies now.
***I can`t describe the awesome. Just go look at it. Leafcutter Design’s Tiny Mail Activity Kit.
****Slightly uncomfortable look in the mirror, here.