I stumbled upon a old hardcover readers digest and I recalled being a little girl at my grandmas house picking flowers out of the garden and pressing them into the pages of a book. We would wait until we could open the book again to see the flowers preserved and pretty. This week I pressed flowers again. I fell in love with this purple sage at the nursery after smelling it and it came home with me. My flower pressing project. I can’t wait to press flowers with my own grand daughter soon.
My flower smashing, painting, multi media art project.