i've always had a thing for pressed flowers...each so fragile and unique. i imagine no two pressed flowers are ever alike...like a kaliedscope image or a snowflake.
when bean and i traveled to germany and austria we visited several castle ruins. surrounding each were meadows with vein like paths...and on the edge of these paths were often tiny wild flowers. they were small, clustered, and almost unnoticeable. but up close, they were intricate treasures. so began my obsessive collection of wildflowers. each night, i pressed them carefully into my travel journal next to a note of the location where they were found. bean still jokes today that i was like gollum with his ring...my precious...wildflowers.
yesterday aut and i made the charm below with flowers from our yard using acrylic tiles and glue. it was a simple, inexpensive project, but the delight on aut's face as she ran out the door with her new charm around her neck today was enough sunshine to brighten the entire weekend.
happy memorial day!
what are your plans for the weekend?