Round about this time every year, my blog tends to become all flowers, all the time. I can't seem to help myself; after the famine of winter, I just have to give in to the feast of spring.
This year, my family has helped me along, with armloads of flowers for Mother's Day. I've filled the little silverplated thrifted bowl, above, with roses and a few carnations. Generally, I'm not overly fond of florist's carnations, but these opened up to blowsy beauty. And the roses smell divine.
They also gave me peonies and chrysanthemums. It's funny, but I think that for a long time my husband was afraid to get me flowers because I may have mentioned that I didn't like certain florist's flowers. The ubiquitous long-stemmed red roses always leave me cold. And I'm not really fond of carnations that have been dyed colors that don't appear in nature.
But now he knows that I love tulips and peonies and daisies. And he got me some lovely pink peonies and "daisy" mums. Beautiful!
My daughter thought I needed something I could plant outside, and so bought me this beautiful hydrangea, below. It has such gorgeous shades of blue and purple. I think it will look fabulous on our deck this summer.
They also gave me a bunch of these cute little button mums, below, white touched with yellow. They are perfect in my kitchen, where I can appreciate them as I work. :)
So I am smiling 24/7 this week, surrounded by flowers. Spring is my favorite time of year. :)