Clear Creek has a special place in my heart, growing up in Golden--even though back then we didn't go tubing on it! I used to drive up and down the canyon for fun, taking the turns fast in my little VW Rabbit. The roads from the house I grew up in (the red square in the lower hand)--19th Street, Washington, Highway 93--and Clear Creek make a diamond around Golden and are in turn surrounded by hands and the work of my hands. The lace and buttons are from my stash inherited from my grandmothers.