For Sale: Poison Ivy
A couple years back Brian and I live in Marietta. We were renting a home off Sandy Plains Road, our neighborhood was alot older than most, and our home we were rentitng was built in the early 1970's. The backyard was nice and open, a big area of grass for the kids to run and play, a beautiful creek next to the property. The back of the property had a little forest.
One day we had a lightening storm and one of the really big trees way in the back fell over. It is a miracle the tree never fell over when the children were outside playing because the tree turned out to be dead. Down came branches and vines. My landlord came out and spent time cutting up the tree, it took a whole week to finish up this big job, they would pile it up and dispose of the wood, come back, do some more. The landlord didn't want us to concern ourselves and made sure it wasn't a nuisance.
I wanted to help out so when they would leave, ,I would go in the back yard and help pick up sticks and vines. The vines were long and the more vines I gathered, I realized I could take these vines and make baskets or wreaths. I'd seen in alot of craftstores up in North Georgia where people would make beautiful works of art out of kudzu vines, maybe these vines were kudzu or perhaps something else. They twined up perfectly. I felt like Marth Stewart in the backyard making my wreaths. I started a huge collection and the neighbors even wante to help. I gave one to my neighbor Ben and told him, give this to your mom for Mother's Day, she will love it. He thought it was a great idea.
I had so many wreaths and so I persuaded Brian to give me a floral budget at Old Time Pottery. I spent $100.00 picking out my florals for my wreaths. I bought plenty of hot glue sticks, floral wire, and I was so excited to see my profits once I got these wreaths up on ebay.
My in-laws had come over one weekend, and I was so excited to share with my mother - in-law all the wreaths I'd made. She loved them. My motherk-in-law is really good at selling used items and always has some yard sale going on where she lives, so she took several and put them up.
Brian's Dad is a naturalist naturally. He spent most his childhood in central Florida and loves the outdoors. He can see a tree or a bird, anything really native to the south and knows right off what it is and what it aint'. He looked at my vines and said, "This is poison ivy"
He looked at Brian and Brian looked at him laughing, his dad already thinks I am a Claxton Fruit Cake, I guess because one time I brought home a trundle bed from a yard sale, a lady gave us for free. I thought we could use it for camping. Another story. The thought never occured to me about Poison Ivy, I just thought they were Georgia vines. That is what I called them, Georgia vine wreaths.
"Well, I haven't got rash, so it must be okay." I said
I had already put a few on ebay and had given a couple away as gifts. My mother-in-law kept the ones I gave her, she liked them, and I liked them, and that was the end result. I still have several I use when I need a wreath for the holidays.
So thankful I didn't get poison ivy when I was out back cleaning up and making wreaths. I would say the good Lord was looking out for me.
One day we had a lightening storm and one of the really big trees way in the back fell over. It is a miracle the tree never fell over when the children were outside playing because the tree turned out to be dead. Down came branches and vines. My landlord came out and spent time cutting up the tree, it took a whole week to finish up this big job, they would pile it up and dispose of the wood, come back, do some more. The landlord didn't want us to concern ourselves and made sure it wasn't a nuisance.
I wanted to help out so when they would leave, ,I would go in the back yard and help pick up sticks and vines. The vines were long and the more vines I gathered, I realized I could take these vines and make baskets or wreaths. I'd seen in alot of craftstores up in North Georgia where people would make beautiful works of art out of kudzu vines, maybe these vines were kudzu or perhaps something else. They twined up perfectly. I felt like Marth Stewart in the backyard making my wreaths. I started a huge collection and the neighbors even wante to help. I gave one to my neighbor Ben and told him, give this to your mom for Mother's Day, she will love it. He thought it was a great idea.
I had so many wreaths and so I persuaded Brian to give me a floral budget at Old Time Pottery. I spent $100.00 picking out my florals for my wreaths. I bought plenty of hot glue sticks, floral wire, and I was so excited to see my profits once I got these wreaths up on ebay.
My in-laws had come over one weekend, and I was so excited to share with my mother - in-law all the wreaths I'd made. She loved them. My motherk-in-law is really good at selling used items and always has some yard sale going on where she lives, so she took several and put them up.
Brian's Dad is a naturalist naturally. He spent most his childhood in central Florida and loves the outdoors. He can see a tree or a bird, anything really native to the south and knows right off what it is and what it aint'. He looked at my vines and said, "This is poison ivy"
"Well, I haven't got rash, so it must be okay." I said
I had already put a few on ebay and had given a couple away as gifts. My mother-in-law kept the ones I gave her, she liked them, and I liked them, and that was the end result. I still have several I use when I need a wreath for the holidays.
So thankful I didn't get poison ivy when I was out back cleaning up and making wreaths. I would say the good Lord was looking out for me.
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