wreathmaking

Today, I made my first wreath. 

The women in my family were expert wreath makers at one point in time.  This activity usually involved a lot of silk flowers. Not my thing. 

But I think this whole concept of living in a house changes my perspective on matters such as wreaths. This weekend, my Nana gave me one of her old wreaths to use on our front door.  She let me borrow her hot glue gun, and I scrounged together some ribbon and a glittery word, and voila...