On my last walk from the Lake to my Babcia’s I gathered some wildflowers. Nothing that can’t be found in Canada, in fact they are all there already. But these were gathered from Koczala.
I dried them and after getting home pulled out a large frame, my vintage lace, and went to task. I created this little bit of art and now there’s a memory of Koczala hanging in my house. I walk by it every day and it always brings me joy.