OK, I didn't use much, but my most recent purchase would be the Provo Craft flocked chipboard letters spelling out the word Clair. I really like how this layout turned out, and yes, that's a headstone...but bear with me! The photo and mat flip up to reveal a poem and the journaling, which reads:

I don’t really know Little Clair; I only feel like I do. Little Clair is interred in the West Spring Creek Cemetery in Spring Creek, Pennsylvania. I can remember visiting Little Clair’s gravesite ever since I was a child and would go with my grandparents to place flowers on some of our relatives’ graves.

What I can tell now of Little Clair is a combination of my childhood memories and what is still ascertainable from his or her crumbled, timeworn marker. I don’t know if Little Clair is male or female ... though I would guess male due to the spelling of his name. Little Clair doesn’t have a last name on his marker; it simply says “Little Clair.” The word is barely visible today, but underneath the name it says “Drowned” and you can make out the date 1809. Below that is the sad information that Little Clair was only three years old. The most striking, heart wrenching thing about the marker is the fact that the top is sculpted into the form of a sleeping child. I can remember the sculpture being much more detailed when I was young. Today, it is obvious that the years of exposure are taking their toll. What remains is more of a hint of shape ...no longer so defined that you could trace the eyelids and lips with a finger.

Little Clair has been dead for nearly 200 years, yet he still holds the power to move me to tears when I ponder the sorrow and grief his parents must have gone through. It is worse now that I am a parent myself. I would hope that if those who have passed on have any knowledge of what occurs on the earthly plane, Little Clair’s family would know that he is still thought of ... and his memory is cherished by those who remain.

Materials: All paper is Wild Asparagus, except the Bazzill cardstock the journaling is printed on. I also used up a whole load of Prima flowers! The chipboard letters are PC, "Mon Petit." Unknown black letter stickers. Poem on back of photo mat by Edna St Vincent Millay. Sorry for the crappy scan of the journaling, but my scanner didn't like the folded up photo mat! Thanks for looking~