A journal documenting the trials and tribulations of gardening on the rocky coast of Downeast Maine. My attempt at keeping in touch with my many friends and loved ones who live all across the nation.
Monday, September 11, 2006
A Gift of Flowers
Whenever we are invited to someone's house, I like to take a gift of flowers from my garden. Unfortunately, I never had enough of those inexpensive vases to give to the host along with the flowers and it felt really odd to say "Here are some flowers from my garden, but I need the vase back".
Sooooo, being the, shall we say, ahem, "frugal" person I am, I put on my thinking cap and came up with a solution. I feel very strongly about recycling and hated throwing away the various glass jars that pickles, etc came in, so I just washed and saved them until I could think of a good use - you know - a place to keep nuts, bolts, screws and other small items. But then, I was hit with a BFO (Blinding Flash of the Obvious)! I could paint them and make inexpensive vases for my flower gifts! And so, an idea was born and another item was at least temporarily saved from becoming a curious 21st Century artifact excavated from a future landfill dig.
The picture is of my first "Pickle Jar Art". I'm sure future art critics will call it a "classic example of Primitive 21st Century Art Form" ! "-) Move over, Grandma Moses!
Gardening and knitting fanatic! I love digging in the dirt (what little I have of it!) My zone 5 garden is located on 2 1/2 heavily wooded, rocky acres on the coast of Downeast Maine and is shared by Hubby and our two cats, Spike and Sluggo. When unable to garden, I love to knit, cook, pursue my photograpy, bake and read numerous other blogs.