I never in a million years thought I would be a “wreath lady”. I can remember my Mom making wreaths when I was a kid and I thought they were so ugly. Lots of flowers sometimes a fake bird. ick! So imagine my inner turmoil at creating this wreath. I made some rosette flowers out of some left over fabric I had. I wanted some bright cheerful colors for the door. I will freely admit that I think this is a little bit of sunshine every time I see it.
When I see a wreath hanging on the door, it tells me something about the person that lives inside. It says to me the person inside likes pretty things and wants to share them with others. Maybe I’m over thinking this whole wreath thing? What does a wreath say to you?