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House Number Sign From Wooden Spool

It’s been quite awhile since I’ve shared a Junk Whisperer project.

I missed them! I missed The Junk Whisperer more though.

And yes, that is shameless flattery. I’ve invaded her home and I need all the brownie points I can get.

Me + Children = Lots of noise, mess and groceries.

Now, back to the point of this post: a good “why didn’t I think of that” project.

When The Junk Whisperer shares her projects with me I usually have nothing more clever to say than, “that is SUCH a good idea!” over and over and OVER. It’s mildly embarrassing.

This project started with an old wooden spool, similar to this one.

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I have seen countless projects where folks turned these wooden spools into tables or bookshelves.

I have not seen anyone do what The Junk Whisperer did.

She started out by dismantling a wooden spool. The best projects always start with a little demolition.

If you take apart one of those wooden spools, you will likely find a cool circular piece hidden inside. That’s what the rest of the wood pieces that make up the spool are attached to.

Who knew?!?! Clearly, not me.

The Junk Whisperer turned that center bit of goodness into a one-of-a-kind house number sign.

Can you believe it? Such a good idea, right?!?

This could definitely be a renter-friendly project as well since the sign is removable.

In terms of how-to’s it is pretty simple.

After the demo (which I’m sure was a pain), the only thing she did to the wood was lightly sand it to knock off some of the roughness.

The remaining nail holes add incredible texture and interest to the wood boards.

After the front was lightly sanded, she screwed in her house numbers and attached the metal animal design.

She did experiment with embellishing the sign in other ways, but the animals were fitting since this is a farm house.

You’ll also need to add a hook, wire or something to the back to hang the sign on the house.

If you attempt this project and your street address has fewer numbers, it will look even better – that’s straight from The Junk Whisperer herself.

Who else wants to tear apart a wooden spool now to find one of these circles inside? I’m already thinking of all the OTHER things you could make out of it!

I’m so happy The Junk Whisperer shares these projects with me and, in turn, lets me share them with you.

P.S. To see more Junk Whisperer projects, click here.

Junky 4th of July Wreath

I went dumpster diving and found treasure!

Let me clarify something though. Dumpsters in Ireland are called skips.

They range in size from 2.5 cubic yards to 35 cubic yards. You can also order a gigantic bag for your yard waste/other debris and that is called a baby skip. Aw, so cute!

Aren’t you glad for all the random information you learn on this blog?

Here’s what a skip looks like when it’s being hauled away on the lorry. This is not the one that held my treasure though. It held some old windows that were replaced in our house.


I walk by skips in front of houses and businesses all the time.

I ALWAYS stop and look in them.

Who doesn’t?!?!

I have often cursed our lack of a car when I’ve seen something neat and salvageable in these skips.

Well, my friends, my fortune changed when I ran across a skip full of junk outside our neighbor’s house one day.

One particular item caught my eye, but I walked passed it!

When I got home, I couldn’t stop thinking about this junky object, so I nonchalantly walked back down the sidewalk, snatched the junky object out of the bin and fast-walked back to my house.

As my son would say, “nothing suspicious is going on here!”

This was my treasure.

Of all the things I could have taken out of that dumpster, I’m sure my neighbors didn’t expect me to take this thing.

I don’t exactly know its purpose.

I’m sure one of you smarty pants out there will tell me.

If its purpose was gross, I don’t want to know.

That would be my luck. Also, soap is my friend.

Anyway, I showed that picture to a friend and she asked me what I was going to do with this…thing.

Besides love it forever?

I’m not exactly sure what its long term purpose will be, but here’s how I’m using it today.


Ooh, la, la!

I dove into my country roots and made a junky 4th of July wreath!

The flowers are made with a lot of hot glue, buttons, felt and Handy Husband’s jeans.

Don’t worry, they weren’t his good jeans.


I had the bright idea to add an outline of the continental U.S. to the inside of my wreath.

Boy.

My bright ideas can be a pain in the behind.

Let’s just say this is an interpretive version of the map because it was harder than I anticipated to thread embroidery floss through the squares in the complicated shape of the U.S.

Sorry Great Lakes. And Louisiana. And…the rest of you.

I used white embroidery thread for the map because I thought it would be a good contrast with the rusted wire.

Unfortunately, I neglected to realize that all of my walls are white.

Therefore, the white thread blends in and virtually disappears with every possible background in my home except this one.

*insert forehead slap here*

If this project ends up finding a more permanent spot in my home, I’m going to have to add a different color thread to the map. And THAT will be fun. I’d probably also take off the flowers since they are great for 4th of July decorating, but my minimalistic self couldn’t handle them all year long.

What do you think of my ‘junky find’ turned 4th of July wreath?

For a project that used materials I already had on hand, I’m pretty happy with how it turned out. Plus, the 4th is one of my favorite American holidays.

More importantly, who wants to go dumpster diving with me? I promise it’s fun!


P.S. Here’s something else I picked up – not out of a dumpster, but off the side of the road and turned into art for my home.

Memory Rocks

“Tell me a story, mama.”

Every night when I go through the bedtime routine with my son, he asks me to tell him a story. A real story.

THE PRESSURE!!!

He likes stories with drama and danger the best. Like that time I got a flat tire going 60 mph down I-84. Or when the security guards at JC Penney used to duck behind garment racks when they were trying to catch someone stealing.

The problem is my memory is TERRIBLE when it comes to these little, every day memories and experiences. Especially ones from decades ago.

I’m not sure what I’m doing with all my brain cells, but saving up countless stories to tell my 7-year-old is definitely not on the list.

I have found the more I tell him stories, the more I jog my memory about something else. However, my life has not been THAT exciting. I’m running out of G-rated danger and drama stories for the blood-thirsty kid.

Tangible items also help jog my memory. Seeing a picture from a trip, for instance. Or picking up a childhood momento or souvenir.

One such ‘souvenir’ that inevitably makes it home from day trips, vacations and walks around the block are rocks.

If you’re the parent of little kids, you probably have a washing machine full of rocks. Oy!

For the rocks that are purposefully collected, I typically dump them into a special bowl. The pocketfuls of gravel…those go back to nature.

It dawned on me one day (thanks, brain cells) that if I write a date and location on the rocks, I’ll have another way to jog my memory about a really cool moment in time.

I have this rock from 2004, which I collected in South Dakota while on a road trip with my dad. We saw Crazy Horse, Mount Rushmore and hundreds of miles of fields.

I have this rock from my mom. It was purchased, not found.

She gave me a handful of heart-shaped rocks over the years. I had moved away from home when she started this gesture and I think it was her way of telling me her heart was always with me. Or, perhaps, I was never far from her heart.

Either way, message received and cherished.

Here’s one from recently.

My son found this rock on the beach in Ireland.

It was one of those perfect, freeze time sort of days. I hope I will always remember his little voice saying, “Mama! Mom! Look at this one!”

I could show you more, but you don’t have all day and I’m getting uncomfortably sentimental over these darn memory rocks.

Happy collecting, friends. Your memory will thank you later.

….

P.S. Don’t swipe rocks from places where it’s not allowed. The planet thanks you. Over and out.

Wine Rack Upcycled Into a Display Shelf

A million years ago when Handy Husband and I grew up and started purchasing real furniture, we bought a buffet table for our dining room that included a built-in wine rack.

Here it is in our last house. I miss that old house, by the way.


Turns out we prefer a mixed drink over wine in this house and the wine we did keep on hand was properly stored in a wine fridge.

The wine rack has bugged me, off and on, for YEARS. First, half of this piece of furniture is a waste of space. Second, that thing is a dusting nightmare. Third, it looks dumb without wine.

I’ve wanted to take the wine rack out and put something else in its place. A shelf, perhaps? Alas, it became one of those honey-do chores that was put on the way back burner. Until a couple of months ago when I brought it up again. I’m fairly predictable like that. Timing is everything, right?

In this case, the timing was exactly 7 minutes before we had to walk out the door for school.

Of all the places and all the times, THAT is when Handy Husband decided it really was possible to remove the wine rack without damaging the sides of the buffet. I’m trying to get the kids’ shoes and socks on because we REALLY HAVE TO LEAVE and Handy Husband is in the kitchen beating on the buffet with a hammer.


Guess who got the job done faster? That’s right…after YEARS of dragging our feet regarding this project, it turns out it took less time to remove the wine rack than it does for our offspring to put their shoes and socks on.

Why did we wait so long? Why did we do start this project when we no longer have power tools to transform the space? Why can’t my children put velcro shoes on quickly and without whining?

So many whys. But I was so thankful it was finally done! HURRAY!!!

You know what’s going to happen next, right? I just could not let that discarded wood go to waste.


When I got back from dropping the kids off at school, I started playing around with all of those pieces of wood. It was a bit of a puzzle since the pieces were different lengths and some had been damaged during hammer-palooza. I realized I could put them back together in a grid pattern (squares instead of diamonds) to make a display shelf. All it would require was a little trimming to get the pieces down to size.

Normally, I would reach for any sort of saw with a power cord for this project, but we sold all of those before we moved to Ireland. Back to basics then! I took out the handsaw and trimmed the wood pieces down to size.

It took forever a good long while, I must admit.

I sanded the rough spots and my little helper helped me pull out nails that had attached the rack to the edges of the buffet.


The notched pieces fit together nice and tight, so no nails or screws were needed to hold my new creation together.

When all of that was done, I added some trim paint to jazz things up.


I had enough scrap pieces to make two display racks – one for each kid’s room! They were different sizes, but that actually couldn’t have worked out better.

I installed the tall, narrow shelf in my son’s room. It is currently displaying some of his favorite Lego characters.

I used Command Strips to affix the shelves to the wall and even after a sleepover, wrestling, Nerf gun wars and the kids rearranging their collections multiple times, the shelves have stayed put.

I love it when these things work out. (Knock on wood)

You’ll notice that this shelf (and the one coming up in my daughter’s room) are hung low to the ground. That’s because my kids (ages 7 and 10) sit on the floor to play with their toys, so having the display shelves at “their level” encourages them to use the shelves for storage AND imaginative play.


This is not a project that I would normally make for myself. I’m not into having lots of teeny tiny tchotchkes to dust and display around my home. But my kids are! (Well, not the dusting part. That’s just something mom makes them do. Can you believe moms are so mean?)

Kids come with stuff though and right now my kids are into tiny things like Legos and Littlest Pet Shop. I’m cool with this because they spend hours in their make-believe worlds, but I do prefer when their stuff has a home.

We live in a small house, so I’m learning to get creative with how I solve storage issues. In this case, the walls have to work harder.


We’ve been living with these display shelves for awhile now and they’ve made a huge difference in keeping clutter off the floor. Not ALL the clutter, mind you. Real life here!

My daughter likes to make videos with her LPS (Littlest Pet Shop) and her display is constantly evolving as her characters come off the shelf to make their theatrical debut.

I’ve noticed my son’s display shelf has changed from Matchbox cars to Legos. It’s fun to see how they take ownership of their spaces when given the opportunity to organize and decorate.

So that’s the story of how I upcycled a wine rack into a display shelf for tchotchkes.

You’re probably wondering what I ended up doing with that gorgeous, new, empty space in the buffet.

Nothing. A big fat nothing.

I spent years dreaming about it and now I’m stuck. Such is my life. When I do figure it out, I’ll be happy to share.


P.S. This is how I hung my daughter’s guitar on the wall. She uses it a few times a week and the hanging hack is still going strong. The rainbow butterfly art was made by me.

P.P.S. The wood arrow in my son’s room was made by us using scrap wood. The display shelf over his dresser is a silverware holder.

Vintage Key Project Inspiration

I about tripped over myself with excitement when I realized the keys to our Irish house were old-fashioned.

It’s probably my favorite part of the house, even if it did take me two weeks to figure out how to unlock the back door. True story. Vintage locks are tricky!


We recently got a new back door with a boring modern key. Sure, the door is more energy efficient and secure, but couldn’t they make the keys just a little more interesting to look at?

Now I have two vintage keys that are of no use to anyone, but me!! That’s also why I feel okay sharing pictures of these keys on the internet.

I’d like to do something with them to commemorate our first year in Ireland. The what, how and when are still up in the air, but I’ve been wasting time scouring the web for inspiration.

There’s an Etsy shop called Symbolic Reflections that makes Christmas ornaments with keys.


The ornament idea is a great idea for a first time homeowner, by the way.

While I think this is clever, especially since I like music, I’m not sure I’d make it for myself.


I don’t know the original source of the music art, but the photographer is listed there.

I could always wear the keys as a necklace.

This one is also from an Etsy shop called Loving Lola.


How about a magnet? That’s a possibility. As long as no one expects me to put the magnets on the front of my fridge. I can’t handle the clutter.

The magnet is also from an Etsy shop. Way to go creative Etsy people, you rock! The shop is called Hoity Toity Designs.


I would not do this with my vintage keys, but I thought one of you out there might be inspired to make this key rack with bent keys. Step-by-step on Instructables.


I like the idea of incorporating a map of Ireland into whatever I end up doing. That was my first thought, actually. String art. Stained wood. The ideas are all floating around in there. The map of Ireland is a wee bit complicated though – at least for hand painting.

This home and key print is from a shop called Wandering Fables.


I have no idea how I’d work this particular design into my home or this project, but this map of Ireland is incredibly vibrant and happy.

The artist for this print is Micheal Tompsett.

Sorry the below picture is super tiny. Best I could do. It’s from a website called Harper Grayce Signs.

I could perhaps run with the adventure theme because that’s, in large part, how I encapsulate this time of our lives.

Simplicity calls to me. I could follow the lead of the girls from the DIY Playbook and put my vintage key(s) in a frame.


As you can see, I have a ton of ideas rattling around in the ol’ cranium. That’s kind of how this process works for me.

Eventually, there will be an eureka moment.


Until then, I’m going to “artfully” tie my keys around a vase or something design-y like that.

The best part of this whole process was when I stopped to take photos and realized the gold key was stamped with the name of the hardware store and the town where the key was made. I am super happy about that little discovery! That alone makes this whole brainstorming exercise worth it.

Linen Bath Towels: Should I Make the Switch?

I keep tripping over linen bath towels.

Online, not literally.

In my own house I’m tripping over regular cotton towels. Note to self: put towel hooks at height where kids can reach them.

It has me wondering, should I make the switch from cotton (terry cloth) towels to linen towels?

I know, I know. It’s a big question for a Monday. Real life changing stuff here.

Photo by AnthropologieMore bathroom photos

According to what I’ve read, linen bath towels are more absorbent than cotton towels.

They are faster drying, so no musty smells.

They take up less space.

They last longer – up to 30 years! Craziness.

Apparently, linen towels get softer and better with age too.

Kind of like me a nice pair of blue jeans.

But!

There’s always a but.

Linen towels aren’t anywhere near as plush as terry towels. I think it would be akin to toweling off with a tablecloth.

They also are more expensive. Sometimes WAY more expensive. If linen towels truly last 30 years though, it seems like they would be a good deal in the long run.

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I don’t know anyone who uses linen towels on the regular, but they are quite common in parts of Europe.

It makes sense knowing that many Europeans prefer to air-dry their laundry. Regular cotton towels take FOREVER to air dry. Trust me, I’ve been experiencing this first-hand.

Many backpackers swear by linen towels too because of size, ability to dry quickly and resistance to smells.

(Brahmsmount Towels – Brahmsmount)

I found this blog post by LinenMaven about the pros and cons of switching to linen to be helpful. I haven’t found any blog posts written by the cotton industry on this topic, but I only spent a cursory amount of time on the search.

Should I make the switch? Have any of you?

If you’ve known me for more than two minutes, you’ll know I have a frugal streak. I tend to think  long and hard before spending money – especially on something like towels.

I also really, really like the feeling of wrapping up in a plush towel after a shower. It feels so luxurious. Although, I’ve been drying my towels on the radiator lately. On the plushness spectrum, my towels are a bit more on the sandpaper side of things. Exfoliation for the win!

Have any of you made the switch to linen towels? If I decide to go this route, I’ll be happy to share my experiences!


P.S. Here are some linen towels I found online, some through affiliate links:


(LinenMe Bath Towel – Amazon)


(Bless Linen Bath Towel – Amazon)

(Luxoteks Linen Towel – Etsy)

The Great Guitar Hanging Debacle

I’d like you to think that all of our home projects go off without a hitch. We don’t encounter any unexpected challenges. The husband and I always agree about the ideal method of approaching a project. We always come in under budget. Heck, we probably make money because we find a suitcase of $100 bills hidden in the walls – every time. Furthermore, my husband reads my mind when I have a vision of how I want something to look. It saves so much time with the communication process.

Doesn’t this happen in your house too?

Hahahahahahahahahaha.

Real-life home projects with your real-life significant other are slightly less perfect than that.

At least, they are in my house.

So sit back and let me tell you a real-life story of that time we hung a guitar on the wall.


It all started because a wall-mounted hook I ordered specifically for a guitar never showed up.

Instead of reordering and hoping for the best, I decided I could make my own hook. Right then. Because in my head, I knew how it could work.

While my husband had the drill out working on another honey-do project, I explained my idea. Essentially, if we (he) inserted two really long screws into the wall side-by-side, we (me) could create a makeshift hook for the guitar. Then we (me) would be really happy. YAY!!!

I chose to ignore forgot how much Handy Husband dislikes drilling into concrete walls, which he had just been doing for that previously mentioned honey-do project. I also neglected to check didn’t realize that we didn’t have the right anchors to hold the screws in place. Details, details. I’m a big picture person!

Handy Husband and I will both agree concrete is way less predictable and far more annoying to work with than wood or drywall when it comes to home projects. That’s why we are so glad, so glad that 90% of the walls in our current home are made of concrete. YAY!!!

It should also be noted that I appreciate sarcasm way more than Handy Husband does.

Fast forward 5 minutes and 5 muttered-under-the-breath curse words later and the screws were in the wall. But there was no way they were actually going to stay in the wall – let alone hold anything up.

Handy Husband just rolled his eyes. I KNOW! That cute man rolled his eyes. At me!

In case you haven’t been married for fifty bajillion years like we have, that’s nonverbal communication for, “See, I told you so, but I go along with your crazy ideas because I love you. Also, you kept bugging me. But mainly because I love you and you’re beautiful and smart.”

When he does this, and I think it’s why he actually does it, I consider it a personal challenge.

Fine. I’ll come out of my big picture cloud and wade into the details. I LOVE creative problem-solving.

That wasn’t sarcasm. I actually do.

I could have walked down to the hardware store, but it was Sunday and it was closed. I could have waited until Monday, but hello? We’re solving problems here! Creatively! Plus, that would have involved waiting and I’m not very patient.


I decided this situation called for the big guns. The crafter’s best friend. Hot glue.

I figured, I’ll try it. If it worked, great. If it didn’t, I wouldn’t tell Handy Husband no harm. I would endure the eye rolls because, yes, he was right. Then I would go to the hardware store for a proper anchor. Or I would reorder the proper hook that never arrived. Something proper would happen.

I held the screws level and with a little prayer, squeezed hot glue into the hole and around the screw. This, in effect, filled up the gaps between the screw and the concrete and made a makeshift wall anchor.

At that point, I may or may not have sang an “I’m so awesome” song. That part is a little fuzzy.

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To protect the guitar when it was resting on the screws, I wrapped the screws in twine, securing it with, you guessed it, hot glue. For the finishing touch on my makeshift guitar hook, I hot glued a pom pom on the end of each screw. Is there anything hot glue can’t do?

Now, even though I’ve qualified that this is not a proper guitar-hanging solution, I feel the need to offer some technical qualifications. Normally, you’d hang a guitar just below the guitar head. This particular guitar is an inexpensive child’s guitar and it has open space in the head allowing for this particular solution to work with 2.75-inch screws. I’d need a lot longer screws to hang the guitar below the head. Is it good for this particular guitar? I’m sure it’s not ideal, but I haven’t noticed any difference – this guitar needs constant tuning anyway.


It’s been about 3 months and the glue is still holding strong. Frankly, that kind of surprises me! I don’t know how long this solution will ultimately last, but I’ll be happy if it lasts until we move again. Ha!

I wouldn’t risk this fix if I was hanging something super heavy, if this was a valuable guitar, or if I was hanging it high off the ground. In this particular situation, however, it has worked. Plus, this story is about the foibles of real life, so I’m letting it all hang out off the wall, so to speak.

Truth be told, I’m quite happy with how this quirky solution turned out. I like it way better than the boring guitar hook that got lost in the mail. I’m also thankful for Handy Husband who indulges my whims and works together with me to create a pretty happy home. Eye rolls and all.


P.S. In case you are wondering what kind of guitar hook I would purchase, this is not it.

The Tale of 3 Houseplants

I bought a houseplant.

Yay me.


It’s still sort of alive a month later.

Yay me?


It’s not looking good though, which is a shame because I had to carry it home from the grocery store like this.

People don’t even look at you strange here for carrying home a plant on the train.


I’m not confident the plant is going to survive. Something weird is going on with the soil. And the stem. If we’re going to be thorough, then fine. The leaves too.

As for the obvious question, yes, I have watered it.

And not just that one time.

I have dutifully followed the directions that came on its tag. All 4 lines of the directions, which was considerably more information than I received for the other living things in my care…humans. And they seem to be doing just fine.

So I decided to buy a backup plant.


This one is doing better.

Probably because it survives well with benign neglect.

And it doesn’t seem to mind being shot with Nerf bullets.


But I’m still not convinced it will survive either.

So I did the logical thing and spent €1.49 for a backup to the backup plant.


He’s been home for 6 days and still needs a permanent planter to sit in, but I’m afraid to jinx it.

Keeping indoor plants alive really shouldn’t be that hard. The weeds outdoor plants in my garden seem to be quite happy and robust after all.

Oh, the harsh sting of irony.

Should the first plant perish, I found some good advice on what to try next from this HGTV article about indoor plants that like low light. Except, my house does get a fair amount of light, so I might need to do a little more research.

Maybe I’ll just plant a dandelion. I can’t seem to kill those even when I’m trying.

Irish Flag Centerpiece

Our celebration of St. Patrick’s Day would not be complete without showcasing the Irish flag on our dining room table!

Isn’t this festive?

My flag holders are milk bottles filled with green mung beans, white basmati rice and orange split lentils.

My son and I poured the dry ingredients in the milk bottles in color order as it relates to the stripes on the Irish flag.

The simple design of the Irish flag was very helpful in this regard.


The Irish flag, also known as the Irish tricolour, has been in existence since 1848.

However, it didn’t become Ireland’s national flag until the rebels hoisted it over Dublin’s General Post Office during the Easter Rising of 1916. It later became the flag representing the Irish Republic during the country’s war for independence beginning in 1919.

In 1937, the flag was finally given constitutional status as the official flag of the Republic of Ireland.

The green and orange colors in the flag represent the different groups and traditions that clashed over the years. The white in the flag is a symbol of the truce forged between these groups. (Learn more here.)

And you thought you were just going to look at pretty pictures today!


This centerpiece is a riff on a flag centerpiece I did pre-blogging for the 4th of July in the USA. That time, I dyed rice red and blue to complete the red, white and blue theme for the American flag. The layers of colored rice looked really cool in my milk bottles.

Since I did not want to waste rice – even colorfully dyed rice – I started using it in meals after the holiday. It turns out rice dyed red and blue makes purple rice when cooked! You just can’t get around those rules of color blending.

We ate very colorful stir fry for MONTHS.

This time, I think we’ll be eating a lot of soup.

My pack of 10 Irish flags came from my local euro store.

There are euro stores in Ireland and the U.K. These are a lot like dollar stores in the U.S. with the same type of merchandise. Except products usually range in price from €1 to €5.

My pack of 10 flags was €1.50. Since the exchange rate between the U.S. dollar and the euro is almost equal right now, you can equate this price to $1.50.

Well now. I’m feeling quite happy with how we’ve started this Monday on an over-achieving note. We’ve discussed decorating, history, science, culture and economics. That’s pretty good considering some of you haven’t even had coffee yet!

There’s really only one thing left to do on this Monday. Research recipes that include mung beans, rice and lentils.

I guess I’ll be finding out what mung beans taste like.


P.S. My milk bottles are super old from Pier 1, but here are some similar milk bottles on Amazon.

P.P.S. The how-to on the felt shamrock flag can be found here.

P. to the S. to the P. If you’d like read about my adventures in refinishing my dining room table, click here. I’m happy to report, the finish is still holding strong. PHEW!

Quick and Simple St. Patricks Day Wreath

My kids are counting down the days until they get the day off from school to celebrate Ireland’s biggest holiday – St. Patrick’s Day.

Waiting is oh, so hard!


Until then, they did help me make a super simple felt wreath to decorate one corner of our home.

We traced shamrocks onto green felt, then cut them out and hot glued them on a wreath form.

Super simple and not overly obnoxious! Those are my two main criteria when it comes to holiday crafting.

I used a wire wreath form like this one so I could easily remove the felt shamrocks if I want to reuse the wreath form in the future. You can also buy flat craft rings on Amazon. If you don’t have a wreath form, a cardboard box or cereal box cut into a ring shape would work too.


While I opted for the minimalist approach, there are endless ways to trick this wreath out.

You could add a Happy St. Patrick’s Day sign from the dollar store, rainbow ribbon, a leprechaun hat, etc.


I’ll end with a quote that is appropriate for this craft. I don’t know if it is truly Irish or who to attribute the saying to, but It sounds good.

“For each petal on the shamrock, this brings a wish your way: good health, good luck and happiness for today and every day.”

Nice, right?

It sure beats the other anonymous quote I found: “God created liquor to keep the Irish from conquering the world.” Although there may be some truth to that…