ladder at the hunting camp?
Theres more..I will show you later. Its been pretty sad around here lately. A good friend died..Please pray for his family! Thanks, Rhonda
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.
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| Thanks Miss Mustardseed, and my glue gun, for the burns! |
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| Finally made that runner!! |
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| Stolen Inspiration!! |
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| A little twist of my own!! My pictures are not in the order I wanted, but, I can just blame time.....hehe. Rhonda |