I love hydrangeas almost as much as I love roses. Almost. When we came to this new, insulated home the hydrangea bush was just a pile of sticks up against the house. Overnight it seems to have grown lush green leaves and big blouse-y flowers. They remind me of vintage floral hats.
Seeing them motivated me to clear the school crap off the dining table. The university crap has been replaced by school crap. I polished the table and centered my freshly cut hydrangeas on it.
Domestic bliss - briefly :-)
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