flowers from the garden

Last November, I decided to try to pick a bunch of flowers from the garden or hedgerow each week. I soon decided that every week was a step too far – after all if they still looked good at the end of the week then there was no need to replace them. I also discovered that I have a tolerance for brown and decaying. An artistic study of life and death. There were some lean months, when herbs and branches or seedheads featured heavily and sometimes the arrangement was more suited to a buttonhole than a vase, but I persevered and for most of the time there has been something to pick.

The year has finished with mint, rosemary and spindle berries. The pink spindle berries make a bright splash of colour in the hedgerows in the rather grey weather we’re having at the moment. They were also a clue in the Compound Word Project and even though I knew what they were, I failed to guess the answer.

9 thoughts on “flowers from the garden

  1. Thomasina Tittlemouse says:

    Such beautiful pics Anne! You did make me laugh with your thing about a tolerance for brown and decaying! But also all manner of meaning of life poetry themes just waiting to emerge there… Have a lovely weekend! E x

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  2. knitsofacto says:

    That was the word I couldn’t get … I just kept thinking the berries looked liked buttocks (with apologies for lowering the tone).

    Congratulations on making it through the year, have accepted the same challenge I know how tough it got!

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  3. cecilia says:

    what an exceptional idea and so simple, I have nothing to pick now for months, but I will try this in the spring, I sometimes forget to pick my own flowers, how weird is that?.. c

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