Thursday I drove up to Willows and spent a couple of days there. I was embraced by Corey's mom, was eaten alive by mosquitos, and was treated to a peek into the private world's of several very special women. Mary is Corey's Godmother. She has created a home that, for me, can't be described in any other way but as Pure Magic. In no particular order, the following is a glimpse of the grand tour of a very special house created by a remarkable woman.
A teacup wreath created by the equally talented hands of Mary's daughter, Denise.
It reminds me so much of M.E.
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