I am very blessed to be great friends with my mom.
She lives about three hours from me in western North Carolina.
I was able to spend two days with her last week and
like always, I came home with goodies.
Two barb wire wreaths were some of the goodies from this trip.
Some time ago, my brother had been visiting with her
and was helping my dad with some of the fencing.
There was some old rusty barb wire they tore down and didn't need,
so rather than disposing of it, he rolled it into wreaths for her.
