Amazing Paper Grace

I grew up in the Midwest in Des Moines, Iowa. As a young person, I never thought that my city and state were anything special. As I’ve matured and visited other places, I’ve come to realize there is a lot to love about where I grew up. I’d say the people are one of the reasons. We are friendly here. I’m sure everyone feels the same about their birthplace.ReplyCancel

I grew up in Seattle Washington the Bremerton Washington till I married the man of my dreams he was Navy and Transferred to California we are back in Bremerton in the house I grew up in and we own it and love the fact that each of our children graduated from the same school and took pictures of them in front of the Fireplace that I had mine taken as well. It’s very special for me. This is a Beautiful card thanksReplyCancel

Another amazing card. And welcome to my home town. I am from Phoenix. Growing up, I loved Wallace and Ladmo. And Legend City. And, Monte’s La Casa Vieja. And, as more and more people move here, we have lost much of our culture to other people’s cultures.ReplyCancel

Bautiful card – as always!! I grew up in a small town in Iowa called Strawberry Point. Supposedly it was called that because the early pioneers found of a small hill where wild strawberries grew. Whatever – it was a great place and time to grow up. Everyone knew everyone – we were all in the same boat, only the banker and lawyer was “wealthy”. We lived less than a block from school and came home every day for lunch. After school, my sisters and I and five or six girlfriends would gather around the TV and watch American Bandstand. And we saw Elvis on TV!! Such memories.Mom was a stay at home Mom and took such good care of us. We had not one, but two huge gardens and Mom would can and pickle everything she could get her hands on. In the spring we went to the 100 acre woods and look for morel mushrooms (and spring flowers) and in the fall, it was walnuts, butternuts and hickory nuts. In the winter Dad would crack them out and we would pick them out for the cookies and candy Mom would make. I learned to count by playing cards with my folks and siblings (there were 9 of us kids – just the one boy). Church was a important in our lives and I enjoyed Sunday School and Vacation Bible School. When the church ladies put on their dinners, we girls were always called upon to help. There was the theatre to go to on weekends and after school was the Dairy Bar where you could buy a coke for 5c and put a few coins in the jutebox and listen to your favorite music! My husband and I always say were were born in the best of times and we were!! For which we both are very thankful. Good luck at CHA! I’m sure you will be a hit with your new dies!!ReplyCancel

Hi Becca , so beautiful and soft is your card, i love it .
I grew up in a little village in Alsager S O T England , we could play in the road safely because it hardly had traffic to come along , it was a rare treat for us kiddies to see a motor car .

God Bless
Elaine H XReplyCancel

Hi Becca love this card looks like real lace ! Especially the bottom
row your dies are so clever .
I was born in Derbyshire U.K. In a small village right across from the
beautiful stone church and school was our home.
The toilets were outside and the playground was directly opposite our
house,my Mum had to be so carefull if she was in the garden or going somewhere as I would call out and want to go with her lol.
In my teens I was in the church choir and used to ring the bell for church
it was a beautiful , even sang a Christmas carol solo ! (Can’t sing for nuts now lol.) enjoy CHA and stay safe and HAPPY !!! hugs PamxxxxxxxxxReplyCancel

I love this card with the petticoat effect! It brought back memories of a party dress my mother made for me out of lace when I was about 6. She was a fine needlewoman and so my clothes were handmade and different!
I grew up in a town in the south east of England. We lived in a small cul-de-sac of 31 houses and we lived at one side of the banjo and my aunt and uncle lived at the other side, just 4 doors away. Our houses backed onto a large field where all the children from the road would play and where every November, we would build a huge bonfire and everyone would pool their fireworks to have a display. We would wrap potatoes in tin foil and bake them in the fire and heat tomato soup, sausages and baked beans round the edges which we would then eat in our wellies, coats, hats and scarves! So exciting! Most of our neighbours didn’t have cars and so we were able to roller skate quite safely around the pavements. Life was uncomplicated, gentle and good!
Thanks for the memory prompt, Becca! hope you are enjoying CHA.
Hugs
Anne(UK)xReplyCancel

Hello Becca, Hope you have a wonderful time at CHA. Your “petticoat” card today is lovely. I grew up in an east coast mid-Atlantic city. It was special for me because it was “home”.ReplyCancel

Enjoy your time in Phoenix Becca. I grew up in Las Cruces, New Mexico – home of the hottest green chile, great wine, and one of the largest pecan producers in the wo le.ReplyCancel

I grew in a place called the Phoenix Park, Dublin Ireland. The largest walled park in Europe. We lived in the married quarters of the police force in Ireland. All our dads were police, Garda called here. We all live all over the world but lots of us are still friends. I spent the day yesterday with my girlfriend, we met 50 years ago when her Dad came to work with mine. Great times and the best of friends. Thank you Becca for your beautiful new dies, I am having great fun with them. I hope I am lucky enough to win one of your cards.
MargaretReplyCancel

Hi Becca
Beautiful card today – as always. Never cease to amaze me!
I grew up in the Catskill mountains of upstate N Y in a one-horse town Shinhopple. No lights and maybe 150 population including cats and dogs. One little general store with gas pumps and the post office. 50’s and 60’s were a great time and I wouldn’the change a thing. Been married now for soon to be 54 years.
Have a ball at CHA!!
Hugs
Ann R.ReplyCancel

I just cry when I see your beautiful new cards and dies! I love your Graceful sweet words set and now I want this one too!
As for my home town, it was Homestead, FL but highly recommend not to go there. Not nice anymore. I live in Orlando and it is a ton of fun as everyone knows! My husband and I travel to north Georgia in the fall and love the small towns like Elijay, Blairsville, and Dahlonega. We go for the fall parades and it so fun to see all the festivities of small town America. HOpe that you have fun and tell us more about the places you find out there!ReplyCancel

Good morning Becca, simply stunning!!! Have a great time at CHA!!! I grew up in a place called Eckington in Derbyshire. U.K we had fun riding our bikes being outside during the summer holidays and just being kids. Happy times!!!
Have a good one!!!
Loopy LyndaxxxReplyCancel

I am so in love with this card so much!!!! The sentiment has always been my mantra :)
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Well, I grew up in Hutchinson, Kansas and well they are famous for the State Fair, The Annual RV Show, The Annual Home and Garden Expo. But the last time I was there they were suffering a major loss of residents due to the Brine well explosions and the Gas pockets up under the city due to the Cary Salt Mine . They closed the mine and turned it into a museum and restaurant last I heard. but hat would have been 13 years ago this February 14th when my now hubby flew me up to get me out of a very volatile family situation.
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I was afraid I was going to miss this as I just got back into town after traveling three hours over the mountain to have a biopsy done. I will not find anything out until Tuesday at the earliest. Just praying it is not the Big BC…. So I would like to ask anyone who prays to think of me :).ReplyCancel

What a gorgeous card. . . Gosh I hope I win this one!!! You’ve out done yourself, I’m in love with this gorgeous card and sentiment!
I grew up in the SanFernando Valley, Sepulveda, CA, yes you can say I’m “a Valley girl” ha ha ha.
Why was it special, oh I have such fond memories of growing up, family time, a neighborhood where all our neighbors lived there for at least 35-40 yrs, so they are more like family than the neighbor next door, many, many a night of playing kick ball/softball/fressbie in the street with teams consisting of children and parents. Lots of times where families would gather at a house just to visit! Summers spent going to the ocean, Zumba beach, or play games, card games, Spoons or whatever we fancied at the time for a whole afternoon.
What a wonderful question, thank you for letting me return to my childhood and the wonderful memories.
Have a great time at CHA, visiting the new city and visiting with all who stop by to meet you!!!!ReplyCancel

Such a yummy card!! So beautiful!! I grew up in California during the 60’s. Lived in the San Francisco Bay Area and then in Santa Cruz. What a great time…long hair, hippie beads, psychedelic art, black lights, the beach & boardwalk, baby oil suntans, bikinis, surf boards… Oh to be young again!ReplyCancel

Another beautiful card. Thank you for posting it

KathleenReplyCancel

Just have to comment on this totally fabulous card. It is amazing. Represents a lot of work but every minute was well worth it for this result. One of the most beautiful I’ve seen. xxReplyCancel

Hya Becca stunning card as always !!
The place i grew up in is stoke on trent in staffordshire GB
its a special place because we were called “the potteries” for obvious reasons But now its all gone abroad leaving our area bare of pot banks
I still live in the area and love it
Keep inspiring us with your talent Becca i sooo look forward to my friday inspiration
Thank you Ang from GB xxReplyCancel

What a beautiful card!! That sentiment is perfect too, because isn’t that what we want to do!! I grew up in Mesquite, Texas. Honestly, I cannot think of anything special about living there. Which is why, I guess, I’ve not lived there since I moved out on my own. Haha!ReplyCancel

This is a beautiful design, I truly adore it. We are all so glad you came into our lives with your designs.

I grew up on the California coast in Rolling Hills Riviera,(not as swanky as it sounds). We had so much freedom as children, we could play on the hills and slide down them in boxes, ride skateboards down the steep hills and skin every part of our bodies (including noses) and never lock our doors. It was safe and fun. Couldn’t go home again but sure had some great memories from grade school to high school graduation and my first year of college.ReplyCancel

Very pretty card as usual, but you only make beautiful ones.
Born in Jamaica and lived there till I immigrated to Toronto,Ontario.I have called this my home for over 60yrs, and never missed Ja. for its not the same any more.ReplyCancel

Yours is a card that I must learn to make. It’s lovely. I was born in Honolulu, Hawaii and grew up in a country sugar plantation camp. It was an idyllic wonderful place to grow up. We played kick ball and marbles in the ball field, hop scotch in the middle of the road, made sling shots out of guava branches and ate seasonal fruits from your yard, baked our own cookies and learned embroidery and sew our own clothes. The camp no longer exist but the memories are forever.ReplyCancel

Wow…absolutely gorgeous card Becca. Love, love, love it!!! I grew up on Long Island in New York and as a child was able to walk to the the beach and the boardwalk.ReplyCancel

You know, I shouldn’t be surprised when I pull up your blog and it takes my breath away, but here I am delightfully surprised with this stunner!!
I was away this weekend, too. Sanibel, one of my favorite spots in the US! I also love going back to southern Indiana where I spent a lot of my youth. Rolling hills beautiful woods and farmland and friendly folk (many still don’t lock their doors!) make that area special to me.ReplyCancel

Hi Becca, it was SO good to see you on tv here in England, please can you come back again soon and stay longer! I grew up in Northampton here in England during the 50s. We were very poor and always had toast and dripping for tea on thursdays, the day before payday. They were wonderful, carefree days. We played ball games and skipped in the street and always felt safe. Good manners and a caring attitude were top of the way we were expected to behave. I loved it all, even having a heated brick, wrapped in old blanket to warm me at night in bed. Now I live in North Devon where it is a slower pace of life and I can spend sunny days looking out over the estuary from my terrace. Bliss! Love, love, love your designs xReplyCancel