When I was a little girl, I would pick weeds, (I thought they were flowers), all clinched in my fist, I would give them to my mother, in a vase the little weeds would live, until.. It made me feel good inside. As an adult, I still pick weeds, by picking ugly or castoff item's and creating something nice and useful. It still makes me feel good inside.
About Me
- afistfullofweeds*
- I have always considered myself to be a creative person, and I LOVE to scavage thrift stores, junk stores and Goodwill looking to fulfill that obsession!! It really is an obsession, you know what I'am talking about!! LOL
Sunday, February 28, 2010
JAR FULL OF HEADS
This was posted this past Friday for Show and Tell Friday @ My Romantic Home, but, was also lost. Sorry Cindy!! Its a apothecary jar filled with bisque and some plastic doll heads. I collected them from Christmas Angel tree toppers. Just a bit of silliness and something different. Rhonda
MY KITCHEN HUTCH
I posted this picture once already, but, somehow I deleted my blog.. So, here it is again. Well, 2 views. Rhonda
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