See all those sticks and pheathers and junk in that urn back there?


They are the creepy, scrawny love child of this project


And this project from a wedding.


I decorated for the reception for my husband’s cousin. I had so much fun purchasing all the beautiful things they needed from Hobby Lobby with their hard earned money. Of course, they didn’t need to pay me anything because that’s what family does. But, they paid me in something that is even better than cash. Sticks. They let me keep every single one of these store bought, perfectly twisted, precisely measured sticks. Oh, and they also gave me those enchanting fake feathers {pheathers}. I was beyond giddy. And they were thrilled to be rid of 89 super long sticks.


I would never EVER buy sticks myself {not that it’s bad if you buy sticks because they are well worth it and you should buy some now if you can} but I was so in love with these sticks and how tall they were and the presence that they commanded that I was eternally grateful for a gift of something I wanted but would never purchase for myself. Aren’t those always the best gifts?


So, I stuffed my scratched up urn full of that floral foam, and without trying to perfectly measure where each stick would be placed, just started with the tallest sticks and stuck stuff in the urn. I put the white sticks in next. Then finished it off with the pheathers.


I was so surprised at how this simple arrangement stole all the attention against the builder beige walls in our rental. Funny how a room comes alive with some dead sticks and fake pheathers. My toile sofa is getting quite jealous.