Trees and grass are my undoing. I love them, love the spring, love the summer. My body, however, reacts like I am being attacked. I have been getting allergy shots for almost ten years and each year I hope that I will be cured, that I will not have a bad reaction, that everything will be normal. No such luck!
Friday night walking the dog almost killed me with my eyes running and my chest wheezing. When we got home, I washed all the pollen off me and sighed a little sigh acknowledging that my allergies just may never get better.
An upside to being stuck inside, it left me with some project time for this wreath that had been in my head for some time.
It involved cutting skinny leaves out of my vintage map book. Gasp! Yes, I used one of my books I got at the annual library sale. It has great patina and the leaves make it look interesting.
Here is a close up of the leaves:
Okay so there may be some camera shake... |
Finished Wreath. Neat idea. |
Live High,
Heather