Basket-weaving.

Woo-hoo! I weaved a basket yesterday. One might think such a task sounds quite boring and inevitably long-winded. Well, perhaps it's not for everyone, but I quite enjoyed myself. Along with my brother and two of my younger cousins, I weaved a basket. My own. It is one thing to look at a basket someone else has made; it is quite another to hold a basket you yourself have constructed, and take pride in the work behind it. Things made seem to me more significant than things got.