my sweet mamma became a wheat weaver. here's what that means. our garage was transformed into a mini barn with trash bags full of golden pride of the prairie wheat. wallpaper trays were filled with water and wheat was left soaking for hours and hours. she then wove that wheat into all sorts of pretties.
well. she's back at it.
she and my dad belong to the Gideon organization - the people that put Bibles in hotels and hospitals. anyway - big convention next month, and she agreed to make the favors. and they are lovely.
my job as faithful daughter was to help attach them to the card stock. we worked most of the day saturday, and had a splendid time...can't wait to create with her again, soon.
3 years ago