Thanks to our little visit from Hurricane Irene, we have been without power since Saturday night. Other than a couple of trips searching for free WiFi, we have spent most of our time at home on the farm. My husband thinks I’m nuts, but I actually find the power outage to be kind of refreshing. Other than the whole not being able to take an actual shower and wash our dishes and clothes thing. Other than a lack of water, it’s kind of nice. It forces us to get up off of our butts and to be more productive and creative. Today I spent my time (after ridding our fridge of spoiled goods) crafting. For fun. Not stock for Sweet Pohickery and not presents for friends and family. I just had a relaxing day of painting bottles and making tissue paper flowers.
The bottles are an idea I got from Pinterest. The bottles themselves are Stewarts’ Orange Cream Soda. For the most part, my husband and I drink water. But, on occasion, we like to treat ourselves to root beer and orange cream soda. And I was happy to have a use for the leftover bottles.
The farm has beautiful wildflowers throughout the Spring and Summer, but as summer ends (and I feel lazier about emptying vases and picking new flowers), I decided it would be a nice change of pace to have some lovely paper flowers in the window. No muss. No fuss. And I like the way the crisp white paper looks with the colored bottles.
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Your tissue flowers brought back memories of my grandmother, Lillie Rash. Back in the day (’20-’60′s I suppose) Decoration Day in Sparta, NC (Memorial Day here), was a huge family picnic day in the family cemetaries. They spent evenings after farm work for several weeks making crepe paper flowers to fashion into grave wreaths for their loved ones who had passed on. Craft supplies were rare, they used what they had but somehow managed to get the paper in lots of bright colors. She taught me how to cut the petals and wind them onto sticks for stems. We made lots of them, fun times. Hadn’t thought of this for years…will ask my mom if she remembers. Thanks for making me think of her!