Making a wreath for the autumn equinox has been a tradition in my little family since we moved to this area several years ago. This morning my son and I went on a walk in our yard to find supplies. This should not be a difficult task, given that we have ten acres. Much of that acreage is wild and forested, though, so it takes a bit of creativity and a willingness to embrace, as it were, various noxious weeds and wilted flowers in one's wreath. Our baskets above have sumac, burdock, rose hips, and dried astilbe blossoms.
In addition to the sumac, burdock, rose hips and astilbe, I added grasses, asters, and a few leaves of dusty miller from the garden. Some of these things will remain preserved; some of them will wilt. The interaction of each element and the way in which it weathers on our front door are part of the appeal.