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| The first thing you notice is the smell of pine when you enter the house, that's part of the magic. Boxes and bundles of greenery foraged from our farm are piled high throughout. |
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| Then there's the laughter coming from all of us while we spend hours making wreaths, kissing balls, swags, garland and much more. It's cozy...sitting by the wood stove keeping warm. |
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| Friends stop by to give a try |
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| This year we are taking orders for custom made wreaths and also selling the wreaths at Farmers Markets. |