Summer in Lacombe

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Did I ever show y’all my Grandpa Bechthold’s farm in Alberta?
This is where my dad, Wayne Bechthold grew up. It’s where my mom set me on a pony’s bare back, kicking & screaming, then she couldn’t get me to get off to come in and eat! His name was Goliath and we called him Goo. He was 12 years old that summer, I think I was about 10 or so. Wonderful memories. The rain barrel, Auntie Yvonnes trailer, the outhouse, playing dress-up with Grandma Bechthold’s fancy old hats! The garden of Poppies ❤

THE SHADOW BOX

I spent hours working out in the freezing cold of November 2013, to make this Shadow Box for my husband’s Christmas gift. I made it from scraps of wood that I found around the house, pieces of leather from past projects, glass from a picture frame, hinges from an old bench my grandfather made, and pieces of my husband horse tack for the door handle. The sides, I covered with the brown paper treatment to look like leather. I filled it with mementos that were meaningful to him. It brought tears to his eyes Christmas morning. These photos I took along the way. I don’t have step by step instructions, but you’ll get the general idea. I hope you will be inspired to make your own!

The evolution of my shadow box.

The evolution of my shadow box.

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