We love looking out our backdoor with the Goldenrod everywhere. What a beauty God has given us to admire during the early autumn’s season. We take in the pine trees losing needles, dropping pine cones to adorn our Thanksgiving table, and wreaths for the Christmas season. January and February brings us the daffodils sprouting through the cold earth. Out of the blue, its time for spring to explode with flowers and butterflies everywhere. Birds buiding nests for their new families and suddenly we have hot, humid days luring us to the beaches and the rivers for the bass fishing Steve loves so much. And then, out of no where, the Goldenrods appear again.

We have very special people in our lives forming the backbone Goldenrod Primitives. My grandmother, Madeline, shared her love of fabrics, wools, and needles to encourage me to learn the craft that was so much a part of her life. Little did Steve’s grandfather, Marco, know that his passion as a woodworker would lead to Steve’s pleasure of the same craft. I’m sure that back in the day, he never would have believed Steve would follow his love of exotic woods bringing so much to our shoppe. And so it begins…