I wrote this quote in my art journal for my square project that I told you about in December. You can read more about it here, A Square Project
I have been working on my January pattern and it is complete! I will post it tomorrow.
I have always liked this saying as it reminds me of my mom and Mary Engelbreit.
My mom grew the most beautiful and fragrant roses. I can still see the colors in my mind and smell their sweet scent. Mom had a beautiful yard where she spent hours weeding and taking care of the plants.
Mary Engelbreit is one of my favorite artists. She created an iron-on transfer of this saying that I ironed onto a sweatshirt for my mom. When my mom passed away in 1999, I held onto that shirt for the longest time. As it reminded me of mom and her lovely roses.
I think we all have the ability to gather roses in winter in our minds. Memory to take us back to a warm breeze, soft petals and love for someone who touched our lives in a special way.
Whose memory do you treasure?