You’ve never seen such a glamorous photo of me, I know!
Blue pyjamas, my husband’s house-robe, black socks and beige slippers. And yes, that’s a single blue curler in my hair. Don’t ask why.
I woke up determined to do this thing that I’m so inadequate at.
It took me such a long time that breakfast had to be brought to me right there on the floor.
Mr. J., the grand-Pug, kept circling me, bemused.
I kept taking out the dried hydrangea and putting them back in.
And this is what The Thing looked like by the time I surrendered….
As with all my arrangements, it was still missing something — more greenery, brownery, reddery?
Or a birdhouse. Or a shiny thing. Or something.
But that’s for figuring out on another day.
- Small branches of cedar and pine
- Wild sumac flowers from the roadside
- Dried hydrangea from our garden
- White birch branches from our garden
- Magnolia leaves bought at the nursery
- Potting soil – I normally use potting soil from the summer garden, but this year I used fresh potting soil.
I have no doubt that you are greatly impressed.
Photos by Dan Leca.