I am a self proclaimed pool person.
My summers have always been shaped by my ability to drop everything and dive into a pool. In my book few moments were as joyful as a hot summer day tamed by rippling blue waters. I accept that my love for swimming might not ever be subdued by adulthood, and that fact leaves my kids thankful as I rarely pass on a trip to our community pool.
This summer I was determined to make the perfect pool bag. I did a test run years ago with remnant pieces from ikea and was never truly happy with how overly large I made it. Pool bags need to be big, but there is a fine line when it comes to ridiculously proportioned. The tote fits 4 towels & dry clothes, has a vinyl coated phone pocket and a place for summer reads. I played with fabric dye to try to capture the beauty of those gentle crystal waves- think rit dye painted on in lines and then washed out. It is my favorite and most used project of this summer.
It was structured around pool days and last minute dinners plans with friends. It was spent as homebodies in the garden and explorers searching for the best beach. It was surprise birthday parties and sprints to the train. It was sundaes with teachers and enjoying coffee with loved ones. Just a little bit of this, and a little bit of that. 
