You all know how I roll by now... get every bit of mileage I can before I give up and throw something away. This pink rose garland used to hang above my Mother's bedroom window. When I cleaned out her house 9 years ago I brought it home and draped it around the mirror on my dresser. This week I took it out in the backyard and hosed it off and it looked like there was a little mileage left so it will now hang by my front door for awhile. I wonder where it's next incarnation will be?? - LOL!
I hit one estate sale today, on my lunch break. Naturally I had limited time so I was "speed picking". Wouldn't you know what I found - for TWENTY FIVE CENTS! A pink Spring wreath. Well, I sure didn't need it but I sure wasn't leaving it behind!
I will just say it. My name is Kathy and I dig plastic flowers. There, the secret is out.
I have listened to people make fun of them since I was a little girl but I always thought they were pretty. The thickness of the petals reminds me of the frosting flowers on a cake. I'm not so sure I dig the silver and green Christmas balls so I might have to make some adjustments. Or just let it steep a while.
The weather is beautiful today and Annette mentioned she hoped I would take some pictures of my spring flowers. Tomorrow afternoon the rain is back for a week and a half so I figured I better grab at least one shot of this rhody while I have the chance. If you scroll back up to the plastic wreath in the chair you can also see one of the dark red azaleas blooming behind it. Don't look at the weed underneath it...