These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Friday, December 18, 2015
Continuing my love affair ...
... with the past, I hung a grapevine wreath. It lends a nice, old-fashioned rustic touch to my front door, and (bonus!) drops no needles.
As a hanger I'm using a shoelace covered with pawprints. Next year I've got to remember to add a red ribbon. Or maybe gingham.
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I love grapevine wreaths! they're both rustic and versatile.
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