My Sister's Shoes...

I like to think that my handmade gifts have come a long way. I remember when I was a kid I made dozens of bookmarks for my sister at Christmas and birthday time. She was and is an avid reader, so it was a thoughtful gift at least. And I remember making her a "purse" one time, but since I didn't know how to sew, I used glue. You can guess how that one held up. And then when I was a little older I remember crafting some jewelery for her from some rawhide and permanent marker. Man, she was a good big sister. She always acted like she liked them.

Hopefully, she can stop acting now. Here's a pic of this year's birthday gift, which I was so happy to be able to give her in person, if a little late.

She lives in New York now, but deep down she will always be a Southern girl at heart.  Hunter green wool, creamy white gardenia type flower with a brass bead and olive green leaves. A little piece of pretty in her world full of boys.  Happy birthday, Cheryl!  I love you.