Lately, I've had Georgia on my mind. Its not the song running around in my head, its the vast number of pleasant associations I've had with the place. My sister lived there in Kennesaw, my kids went to college on Lookout Mountain, Atlanta has never disappointed me and the North Georgia mountains are calling to me as if they were the home I've always longed for. I love the mountains. I always head up the trail for a beautiful view down on the world or look up at the majesty of creation above me. So, this Florida flatlander heads up that way on a regular basis just for another look see.
Ever been to Chamblee, Georgia? I have. Its on the way to the mountains. We got four new tires in Chamblee, picked up a box of the best darn chocolates this side of Switzerland and stopped in at Biggars Antiques.
It takes a while to put on and balance four new tires. A box of chocolates and a good antique store are just the ticket. Back in a dusty corner, I found a stack of vintage flower seed packets. I don't mean two or three. I mean 100 or more. I bought four favorites. Then made my way up the road to those mountains.
Back home in Florida, I just kept thinking about those seed packs. They sure would make great greeting cards, wonderful elements for collage and even better, with a little Photoshop magic, tiny soldered charms for jewelry. Good thing Georgia is only a phone call away. One ringy dingy and those seed packs were all mine.
I made the cards. Some will be on my Etsy shop soon. I packed up some sets of those beautiful old 1930's lithographed seed packs to sell and scanned the whole lot for you DIY card makers out there. You won't need to drive to Georgia, but if you do... you sure won't be sorry you did. I think I'll head up there myself sometime real soon. If my house sells, that is.