thinking of faraway friends
thinking of old roommates and careless times
remembering that they didn’t feel so careless then
thinking of the rarity of real, true friendship
the richness of true community, how we were so blessed to share it.
thinking of times to come.
how different things are
thinking how I miss they way they were
thinking that I love the way she says “this is my family” and recites each of our names.
knowing it is different now.
hoping she has a “stand-in family” when she is in her searching years
praying that they will be as nurturing, encouraging, admonishing and lovely as mine.
i am thinking of you today.
It seems like forever ago that I was working on these invitations and my spring subscription note cards.
Back then, I was dreaming of spring. The sun was warm, things were budding and the weather was alluding to a wonderful season… since then, the temperatures have plummeted, we have seen April SNOW showers and most of the flowers are struggling to stay alive. If you live in the Northeast section of the country… you know what I am talking about. I talk (complain) about the weather a lot, I know, but I have serious issues with the spring that is racing away from us, as we are approaching May(!!!?!?!??!!!) with temps still in the 30-50 range. Maybe I am just not used to being back in Rochester…
I had the pleasure of creating these spring inspired invitations for a bridal shower. Being free to create pretty much whatever I felt like, with a color scheme of yellow and green, I was immediately drawn to thoughts and images of fresh grass. I just happened to have some Paper Source clover card stock lying around, the pop of green was just what I was looking for.
I was more than thrilled to have another opportunity to create something using my silhouette cameo.
Here is how it all came together!
Coming soon to the shop! Contact me if you just can’t wait till they are listed!
When I get a bouquet of flowers, I sort of love when they start to die off. I don’t know why, but I just love finding the little gems left over and cutting them down into a smaller vase.
Maybe it is because they are the survivors, maybe it is because it’s making something new out of something old, maybe it because it is just a small full burst of floral goodness…
whatever it is, I just like it.