As economic hardships begin to affect people across Canada, they are rediscovering the value of making things from scratch rather than spending large sums on prepared foods and other consumer goods.
This summer, driving around I began to see much more community engagement with a significant rise in community-based gardens in public spaces, as well as a renewed interest in not only food preparation and preserving but also a surge in local coop groups getting together as buying groups to break away from the large grocery store monopolies to community buying of food stuffs at wholesale prices.
People, both women and men, are once again sewing and using hammers and saws to repair the old before throwing it out.
People, I think, now are beginning to realize that the price of convenience far outweighs its advantages and are getting great satisfaction and release from daily stresses by creating something with their own hands while saving money and reaping the rewards of the value of their own creation.
Years ago, our Grandparents and great-grandparents knew this well. As the Great Depression hit hard across Canada, people banded together in communities to support one another as work, money, and food were hard to access.
Edmonton itself built up a community league system, with each area having its own community association. Most now think it is tied predominantly to amateur sports, and this could not be further from the truth. The community league system provides all sorts of programs for people of every walk of life in every aspect of life in that community.
I remember all the things that my grandparents created, repaired, or spent time nurturing. I think for the most part, this came out of necessity due to the depression or the rationing during the war. Whatever it was, I grew up mainly in clothes not purchased at the store but ones my grandmother sewed from an extensive supply of Butterwick patterns or from her sweaters, which she would spend hours knitting every year. She would preserve all our food for the winter months, and her vegetable gardens stretched over an acre. Every weekend, the smell of freshly baked breads, pies, and cookies could be smelled for blocks around, and I miss her devotion to family and those who had little. To this day, I still have a pair of mittens strings attached tucked away in a chest of memories and mementos of the time capsule of my life.
It is not surprising to me then that at the bookstore, books on how-to are becoming to have a much larger presence in them, and the popularity of sites like Pinterest continues to explode into our day-to-day lives as we rediscover the joy of one's own self-creating ability.
A great deal of credit goes to the creative spirit passed down from our Grandparents is far overdue, and I know that they would all be pleased that people are beginning to return to the days of a certain amount of self-reliance and community building.