Tears, idle tears, I know what they mean,
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
from Tears, Idle Tears by Lord Tennyson
The yellow flowers in my front door wreath evoked vivid memories of buttercup, daisy, and dandelion crown making not only with my daughters but also with my childhood friends – almost forgotten.
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I made the wreath from a Pottery Barn “Bittersweet” garland I found at my local store yesterday. I fixed it into a round shape with picture frame wire and then added some vintage amber buttons that looked like berries for more color (using embroidery floss to tie them to the grapevine). A lovely striped grosgrain ribbon worked well for the bow.