Remember how my Dad pruned the pear tree when he was here
Remember how I want a Garden next year
Remember that I am fascinated with fall
In the Evergreen state we recycle + the fact that Jake and I are never home = we use a bathroom trash can under our sink for kitchen garbage and still take it out before its full (so it doesn't stink)
Dad suggested that we start a compost pile. Compost pile + recycling = no trash anymore
I was inspecting our compost pile and next to it we had put the pear tree branches....the leaves dried now
They looked useful to me. Pear branches - dried leaves = naked branches..... that I bring inside to dry out a little
Last fall I dried pretty leaves and wondered what I would ever do with them
Pretty leaves + dried branches = really inexpensive fall decor. So I just hot glued the dried leaves to the dried branch and planted it in a glass full of sand. It looked awesome in the window as the sun was setting.
When Jake got home I wanted to gloat to him that I was so amazing for thinking this up. He looks at it and says "Wow babe.....how did you get those leaves so flat? Did you iron them?"
I giggle hysterically inside because he thinks I went and cut a branch off of a tree and stuck it in the glass full of sand. "Babe, those are leaves I dried last year and that is the branch from the pear tree"
"Oh, I see, you hot glued them, Babe you are amazing. What a good idea!"