The Best Part of My Day

Today my dad made me a flower press. Basically its two blocks of wood that you stick stuff between and tighten together with wingnuts. He would not allow me to make such a thing for fear I would saw off my fingers or destroy his tools. So I went around the yard and gathered up some pretty little flowers. My dog, Lucy, has an obsession with digging, stomping on, sliding into, walking over, and otherwise destroying whatever flowers I am attending to. Today was no exception. Fortunately my sister came out eventually and distracted Lucy. I just put all the flowers in the flower press. They are very pretty flowers, I hope they come out nice. I have a lot of projects in mind for them, certianly more projects than I have flowers. I plan to go out later this week and buy more flowers to plant in the front yard where we don't have any serious garden growth. That way I won't feel bad depleting those flowers for pressing.