Of Wreaths and Warmth

Warmth as in non-frozen toes, glad-to-be-in-my-cozy-little-house-and-done-making-wreaths warmth. Yes, that kind of warmth. I spent the morning making my last batch of Christmas Wreaths. I was plumb tired of wreaths before I started this morning, but I pushed through because I promised myself I would not have to make any more after today. I was grumpy, though. Because I had to step through 8 inch drifts to fetch the last of my pine boughs, stored outside to keep them fresh. Because after said ginger stepping, my boots still got full of snow. Because hauling the boughs inside after shaking them free of snow was a cold and wetish job, which caused the leather gloves I was wearing to stink. I was half way through with my second wreath before I figured out what the odd smell was. Knowing what it was didn’t help. Displeased because when I finished the third wreath, which was a special order (I would have never put that bow on it myself), and called the person for which it had been made, said person told me they’d received a wreath as a gift, and didn’t need mine anymore. Oh, well, I’ll hang it out and see if it sells. I did do a good job on it, mind you. Just not my style.

I made four wreaths, hung them out, unplugged my glue gun, grabbed my stuff, and headed into my in-laws warm house to visit until Jeremy was ready to go home for lunch. I have been home all afternoon, despite my previous plans to go shopping, due to the nasty road conditions. I worked on several projects, some I can’t tell you about, some I can (but not yet). Let’s just say the second half of the day was more enjoyable than the first, especially since I threw dinner in the Crockpot this morning so I didn’t have a thing to do but play all afternoon. (But if dinner’s in the crockpot, then what’s baking in the oven? or should we say, ‘Who?’) Well, and do some dishes, and mind the little boy who lives here, making messes as a way of life. ๐Ÿ™‚ Ah, the joys of a homemaker. ๐Ÿ™‚ I love my warm house. And my boy. ๐Ÿ™‚

P.S. I almost forgot to ask – I was wondering if any one out there who has seen my wreaths would like to try and make their own? I had in mind to prepare a tutorial (already took all the pictures) but wanted to see if there was any interest before I went to the trouble. Despite my complaining, it is satisfying to create your own decorations for the holidays! ๐Ÿ™‚ It’s just ’cause I’ve made so many that I am burnt out on them. If you’re interested, just leave a comment on this post, and I’ll go at it!

8 responses to “Of Wreaths and Warmth”

  1. Amy Avatar
    Amy

    I would love a tutorial, too. And I don't think I'm close enough to be competition!!

  2. April Avatar
    April

    Oh, yes, I would LOVE a tutorial! I've always loved real fresh decorations, but never lived where I could get the supplies.

  3. Aunt B Avatar
    Aunt B

    Hi Trina, I love your wreaths, they are beautiful! If I were near I would order one for sure. I think a tutorial would be fun. Have a wonderful day, Trina and check out comments on "Big shoes to fill"–
    love,
    Aunt Beverly

  4. Natalie_S Avatar
    Natalie_S

    I've tried my hand at it before, before I've just sort of been muddling. I would adore a proper tutorial.

  5. Jeremy Avatar
    Jeremy

    I suppose that is enough distance to be considered a different territory ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. Genuine Lustre Avatar
    Genuine Lustre

    I'd love to see that.

  7. Serena Avatar
    Serena

    Is it as bad to reveal trade secrets to someone on the other side of the country? Because I'd LOVE a wreath-making tutorial!

  8. Jeremy Avatar
    Jeremy

    2 words – Trade Secrets

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