Primitive scents
It's been frustrating getting going again on this blog, but with the weather turning cooler, the time has come to make room for stitching and herbs. Stitching penny rugs and turning the now dried harvest into something lovely that is.
I think I'll go forward by saying goodbye to a wonderful friend, my shop. It has been a long road since first stumbling upon this little building. I know, those of you who know me have heard, "I'm letting the shop go," a million times. 5 years went by so quick since my daughter was born, the shop was my friend at a time when I needed it most.
Cranberry Creek Herbs
*Note new number for orders and scheduling programs.
You can also schedule a program for your group or find my classes at:
Rush Henrietta Continuing Education
Rochester Civic Garden Center
Back then. You can smell their presence still...fuel oil,
grease and cigars, now mixed with herbs -- heavenly!
Early Spring 2008
Shop windows at night.
The herbal nook, upon moving is it was painted a
brilliant orange, the old hoover vacuum corner.
Happy Holidays!
