Creativity runs in my family. Mom was so artistic. She was famous in her hometown for her pressed flower art and was absolutely consumed with planting flowers, picking the blooms and pressing them for future use. I used to joke that no flower was safe around her! Before that she wrote poetry, wrote her memoirs, journaled daily, and even played the piano by ear. My brother inherited her writing and creative talents. I inherited a teeny-tiny bit of that creative flair, which ended up being more artsy craftsy than artsy fartsy! And my son and daughter are both artistically talented in their own ways. Continue reading “Artsy Fartsy and a Freebie”
