A Shop of One's Own

I see myself in a shop. My shop, a dream shop. I've been planning it most of my life.The pretty merchandise, the kettle in the corner to give customers tea and coffee. The tray of work in progress that I'll get on with when the shop is empty. The unusual stock that women will ooh and ah over. It will be a habadashery shop basically with the most exquisite ribbons and vintage buttons. A place for other women to dream of what they can make and of how they can improve what they already own. A place to learn new skills and admire each other's creations...