My family accuses me of being a pac-rat. Well, ok, I admit it. I am. I'm ok with that. And if I weren't I could never create wonderful things that make them go Wow!
Five years ago or so, my mom decided she wanted some floral swags for her livingroom. So, we went and bought flowers and vines and I made her a pair of gorgeous swags. Last fall she finally got tired of them and thought I might want them (because I'm a pac rat). They were still in perfectly good condition. I threw them on the floor board of my (seldom driven) pickup for lack of anywhere better to store them.
Yesterday I stop in at mom and dad's for a visit and find a pair of mom's old boots setting on the porch. Dad told me to take them home and throw them away. Mom can't wear them anymore but she's very attached to them.
So, here's what I've done with Mom's boots, swags, and some roses left over from my daughter's wedding several years ago. They will go on either side of the folks' fireplace. I need to take out the pinkish flowers and add in yellow to tie into the print over their fireplace, but until I get to town next week, this is how they look.
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