
Found: November 16, 2009
Over the summer I was sitting outside with my son and he kept going over to our flower garden and picking individual flowers. Each one was given an identity of someone in our family. He was telling stories using the flowers as puppets for whom he felt like each one was. Just the other day I was outside cleaning up our yard in preparation for the winter and I found this one single dried flower displayed on one of the shelves inside his playhouse. While I do not remember exactly whom this particular flower represented at the time, I do know for sure that it was part of our family tree that summer afternoon.

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4 comments:
Oh, how sweet. I've seriously been considering trying my hand at pyrography. Do you recommend a certain brand of burners?
Yes I do. The craft burners are garbage for detail. I will send you a message on etsy with some details on what are the best materials to use.
Beautiful.
I adore your work : )
if we could all revert back to having our childrens' imagination and thoughts, a smile would be upon our face each and every morn upon waking,
keep creating,
regards,
Oonagh B. McCann @ CeltoiCroi, Ireland
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