These gorgeous blooms I swiped from my sister's garden are making me very happy indeed. Some perspective- yes, my child is exceptionally small, no, that is not a child's chair, and most certainly, these hydrangeas are positively gargantuan. I've never seen any quite this large and they return year after year. What do you call these? I call them spectacular!
Imagination needs stimulation to foster creativity. I could find my muse in any of these lovely personal spaces. Better yet, a combination of all three. Sunlight filtering through an old casement window, alighting on trinkets galore. A crowded office chock full of memories. And a space solely dedicated to the art of floral appreciation, how decadent!
As you might have guessed, this last one above is the wild card. It has nothing to do with the bedrooms, which are all cozy and inviting and call out for snuggling. But, to my great surprise, I love the crazy mix of pattern, the color palette, and best of all that too-fabulous-for-words table base. It just works!