I was going through a random box from the garage and found my flower arranging stuff, inherited from my grandma. And here are the three nesting vases I always coveted with some mini roses and one big rose.
The vases are a calm, pale, celadon green, bought in Japan when they lived there after WWII.
She was always whipping up beautiful centerpieces for her famous parties. I don't have famous parties, and my centerpieces are usually shoved aside soon after the meal is consumed so that poker or something can be played on the table.
But I wouldn't trade the time I spend making them for anything. It connects me to my grandmother in a way, taking this small amount of time out of a busy day to create a temporary spot of beauty in our very chaotic house. Even if I'm the only one who notices, it is important enough to me to keep on doing it.
2 comments:
Julie, these roses are sooo beautiful! I especially love the shot of the one that is spiralling out. Thank you, this morning, for such quiet beauty.
They look wonderful. My rose bush is not doing well. :(
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