I weaved my first floral wreath when I was about ten years old. My cousin Ula taught me in Poland. I’ll never forget the field of wild flowers right outside her home in Muszyna. It was the most beautiful, color-rich arrangement. Stopped by a local park and noticed a field of white clovers, determined to re-create a memory. I see I haven’t lost my touch 🙂
Made a quick detour to Target on our way home, only to find a classic piece! Completely stoked I came up on a bargain, I had to snap a shot. As Jessica would say, it’s “*fedorable”.