I just adore days like this, that's probably why autumn has a special place in my heart! Warm cups of tea, pumpkins, and the smell of cinnamon. And all the while, the sound of a windy day is an enchantment to me!
A lovely little note: That bouquet that keeps popping up in my recent posts are my Mama's that she has had dried for years (a special thanks to her for letting me carefully borrow them!) I think I love a good dried flower more than the real thing sometimes!
Pink may be most every little girl's favorite color, but it can also be so sophisticated and elegant. It's definitely a color that will grow up with you. Just an observation as I have been painting through rose-colored glasses lately, and I'm happy to report that I like what I see!
P.S. - Something exciting: This may or may not be end-papers for a little something (but you didn't hear it from me!)
Part Two of my recent floral mania (pink edition)
Geraniums have always had a special place with me. My great-grandparents owned a greenhouse where they grew and sold flowers. Gernaiums were what they were really known for. I like to think that I inherited that from them.