[Once a week or so, I’ll share the story behind an image available for purchase in my shop.]
This time last year I found Queen Anne’s Lace growing in our yard. I kept an eye on it, and when I knew it was almost time to cut grass, I picked it.
Then we scienced for school. And it was obviously a miserable idea.
The kids didn’t love the lace, BUT I SURE DID, especially since Brennan and Annie had painted our deck table with metallic pinks and purples.