My dear dad seems to have everything, so gift-giving occasions turn into a real logic problem. He is an avid trap shooter, a hobby we share when I can get a way from the kids and get to the range with him. After a trip earlier this year, it dawned on me the shotgun shell casings are red, green and gold.
Hmmm, how festive. I picked up a bagful of used shells and squirrelled them away for a project yet to be decided on.
Luck was on my side when I found a 16-inch resin shotgun that would be perfect for a wreath ornament. The creation that follows was the best idea I could have had. You can't tell but there are some gold shell "flowers." That plastic has a lot of "memory" to it. I had to heat it up and form the flowers so they kept their shape. The twirly shells were cut with a razor knife in a spiral down to the brass. So there it was, a no frills man-wreath waiting to be opened.
It brought tears to my dad, the man who has jokingly referred to me as his best son since I was a child.
It's kooky and not something everyone would want hanging in their home, but it was perfect for my dad.
All comments are welcome, and thanks for peeping.