12/16/2025
A few weeks ago I wrote about the wreaths my grandmother made using all natural materials she gathered throughout the year. I knew I had one that she made for me my first Christmas in my house (1976). It hung in the dining room for years. When we remodeled in 1990 the wreath was taken down, boxed up and I lost track of it. After I wrote the post I started looking for it. Yesterday I found it in the attic! I had to replace the twine to hang it, the red paint on the gourd is scratched and some of the hickory nuts are cracked but the devil's claws are intact.
And I am flooded with memories of my grandparents...