When we listed our house for sale, Bob hired a yard service to clean up some of our flower beds. I arrived home just as all of our hydrangea had been cut and was loaded in a truck to leave. I ran out and talked with the workers and they graciously assisted me in salvaging some of the dried flowers.
Since then I have been enjoying a few on my dining room table.
Yesterday, D’Ann and I got together at her home and we had such fun making a few simple brown bag centerpieces to use at a family party on Saturday.
PS or should I say PP for Post Posting
I just read another Brenda's post that she titled The Child in Me. She articulated better my thoughts. I felt the stirring of my happy girlhood memories. The joy of remembering those simple, innocent childhood pursuits.