Making this ‘arrangement’ brought back memories of being a girl and being sent to the yard with clippers to cut flowers for my grandmother.
My mother did some of this as well, but not as much and it shows.
There is hardly a vase in this house… I didn’t let that stop me.
I found a little ceramic bucket thing and made this crazy arrangement and thought of both my Goomie and my mother the whole time.
It’s so funny the things that stay with you throughout life.