I'm sure I am not the only one who finds the month of August to be exactly that; A gust!
A gust that billows in the epitome of summer time...
wheat bunch with hydrangea, zinnias and cosmos in a favorite old pitcher.
So far this month we have had two weddings, one 50th anniversary celebration, a week where I cooked for a camp, birthdays, beaches, boating, babysitting and we are not done yet!
The weeks and days feel like they are being whisked away,
golden applesauce and glads...
which is why I love to gather bouquets.
It feels like preservation on many levels for me... the gathering, the placing, the enjoyment.
A little like the last month of summer, (unofficially anyhow)
do you see the L, O, V, E...
This is how we extend the moments; by arranging summer's bounty and beauty into decorative bouquets. By being aware of the seasons blooms and knowing that is enough.
The tangible display of a hearts unutterable.
A gust that billows in the epitome of summer time...
wheat bunch with hydrangea, zinnias and cosmos in a favorite old pitcher.
So far this month we have had two weddings, one 50th anniversary celebration, a week where I cooked for a camp, birthdays, beaches, boating, babysitting and we are not done yet!
The weeks and days feel like they are being whisked away,
golden applesauce and glads...
which is why I love to gather bouquets.
It feels like preservation on many levels for me... the gathering, the placing, the enjoyment.
A little like the last month of summer, (unofficially anyhow)
do you see the L, O, V, E...
This is how we extend the moments; by arranging summer's bounty and beauty into decorative bouquets. By being aware of the seasons blooms and knowing that is enough.
The tangible display of a hearts unutterable.
and then cake pops. A sweet bouquet for the next celebration.
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