I’m so excited to introduce our newest line, Peg and Awl‘s beautiful waxed canvas bags and pouches.
I just did a blog post on my everyday carry for out and about in the city, but I have long been searching for a bag for a book and my phone, and maybe a little cash – walking Caleb to the park, a few snacks for walking the trails at the cottage, picking up a coffee. I wanted something light and easy to use, without too many pockets or extras.
I stumbled across Peg and Awl, and fell in love with their Small Hunter’s Satchel, and then discovered their line of small cases and pouches for writing tools and small supplies. After reading more their story, being a small family business, making things that they love and care about, and that are made of materials that will last a lifetime, we had to see if we could bring them into the shop.
Their company and process uses and repurposes a lot of materials that have a history, that were used for something else in a previous life, and I love the fact of this carrying through to the bags and items that I’m going to use in my everyday work and writing – the leather strap and clasp on the Small Hunter Satchel comes from deadstock to well-worn WWII gunsling, and the pocket lining inside is from vintage fabrics.
In addition to the Small Hunter Satchel, Peg and Awl also has two types of pouches or cases that are perfect for your pens and pencils and other writing supplies – or of course everyday carry, accessories, make-up, small supplies needed for hobbies or projects, like sewing or art, etc.
These pouches are perfect for when you need a few extra supplies – glue sticks, washi tape, scissors, pencils – in addition to just a few writing tools and a small notebook or notecards. It even fits my Kaweco tin which I use as a travel watercolour set.
Some cases that are designed for pens are a bit short for full-length pencils, so it’s nice that both the Medium Canvas Pouch and the Scribbler Pouch will fit pencils as well.
While I’m still debating on whether or not I need another pouch for my writing tools, I have already started breaking in my Small Hunter Satchel. Of course I got the brown Spice colour, which will go with any of my leather notebooks (including my Olive Traveler’s Notebook!), but I love this bag mostly for the size of holding just a notebook and book and pen.
I love that it’s made from waxed duck canvas, meaning it’s a bit waterproof against the rain or mud if I’m ever in the woods, or sand at the park, or more likely spilling coffee on it. While I don’t have plans to throw it around, I certainly appreciate the flexibility of sitting on the ground with Caleb, or not having to worry about the material being damaged if I’m caught in the rain.
As a nice added feature, it has an inner pocket, which will comfortably fit a Midori Passport Traveler’s Notebook or another small notebook, but I think I will use it for a few bills and change, in case I want to pick up something small impromptu. Possibly also a few notecards and a rollerball. Possibly also lip balm. (You can see that this is a very complex process for me.)
In any case, I love the details on the bag, and also the pouches – the placement of the leather Peg and Awl brand on the back, the finishing fabric of the inner pocket on the satchel, the perfect stitches, the solid zipper.
And here’s a little behind the scenes.
In the midst of all the chaos of the shop – shipments coming in, orders being packed and going out, the phone ringing, the bell going off at the door – I’m in the back corner trying to protect a tiny square of space from intruding feet and errant price tags and small hands adding in extra pens and toy trucks.
I sometimes have to pinch myself, though, because I love having both Caleb and the animals around, despite it all. Sometimes it seems like a lot of work, and every once in a while I look at Caleb and wonder when exactly is he going to start pre-school, isn’t it about time? or Super throws up on the floor after gobbling food off the table or pens get knocked onto the floor.
But then every once in a while it’s a quiet moment, with a tail gently curled up, or a boy watching a pick-up truck in the courtyard, and I don’t think it would be the same without these little hurricanes.