At the elementary school that I attended in Ohio, the playground was always covered with clover the last few weeks of school. We used to spend recess sitting in the grass making clover chains. There's something about seeing a nice stand of clover that still makes my fingers itch.Wednesday Kate and I were outside, and I found some lovely long-stemmed clover. I just couldn't resist. I found some other fun things to use, too--not wrapping the stems, just sticking them in and wrapping the clover around them. It worked out well and held together nicely. (The long stems help.)
When I put it on Kate she said, "I'm the king!" So after that, of course, I had to go in and get the camera and take some pictures. I had the usual trouble getting Kate to actually look at me, and ended up with a lot of shots of the back of her head.
Here she's checking out a ladybug.
I won't even attempt to describe the kind of noises I had to make to get her to look at me. (Saying "Kate!" produces absolutely no effect at all. Perhaps I could try random words, like "popsicle!" or "triceratops!")
This is my favorite. Awww! (More screen-saver material for Grandma!)
There were a few big daisies, too, but I didn't find them till after I'd finished the wreath. That would be pretty.
