I finally found a new (and quirky) home for my old dried flowers;
They work perfectly in my face-lifted bedroom,
if you’re someone who looks at dried plants and think they are beautiful and not,
dead. I like.
After all that with my hydrangea cravings,
it should be noted that one, tiny, strong soldier managed to survive.
I’m still working on drying the other ones for a longstanding centerpiece, but I can’t help but to appreciate this little blue and white warrior,
sitting in a wine glass,
on a cold and rainy day.
Last week I felt a craving…
for a big vase of hydrangeas for my kitchen table. I even went as far as to buy two large bouquets, as I wanted a really lush, full look.
And they looked beautiful…
…for approximately 6 hours when they started to wilt on me. I have no idea what they had against me, but I was quite disappointed.
So my current project is to create a new kind of centerpiece for my table, using dried flowers.
They are a work in progress
Will keep you posted!