Last month when we visited my Dad, laying around on the counter was this cute bunch of tags. Upon closer inspection, I discovered they were more than just ‘tags’. Colet explained they were decoupage creations made by my wonderfully inventive, imaginably creative, immensely talented Aunt Pat – my dad’s big sister.
Dad had been having a difficult time and she put these together for him as love gift for encouragement. The different tags exhibit a small piece of his life with family. I love the textures and colors.
This is my grandma and grandpa – Dad’s mom and dad. The house was were they lived and a map of its location – somewhere in Michigan. I don’t really know what the significance of the dragonflies is, but I love the texture.
This is just a verbal encouragement, the purpose of the tags. Again those wonderful layers.
I have no clue what all this is about, but isn’t it neat? The dog might have been his when he was a kid. Again the textures are great.
This is Dad when he was a baby. He is the youngest of eight children, most of whom are girls. You can imagine how spoiled he must have been.
This is my dad when he was a kid. Kinda cute don’t you think? He still, to this day, has that look.
Just a blast from the past. Dad between his two oldest sisters. The textures and little diddlies on it melding all the textures.
The pictures just don’t do the pieces justice. I wish you could feel them and rub them.
Thank you Aunt Pat.
My little piece of heaven today.