Some of the gleanings came from our own yard -- the blowdown greens from recent storms, some evergreen salal, seed-heads and pods and dried grasses. I wandered down the road with secateurs for the wild rose hips and the curled-up umbrels of Queen Anne's lace.
This must be the earliest I've ever had these arrangements together -- generally, I fret through the end of November that I'm not going to manage to get it together, finally filling the urns some cold wet day in December. . . .Not this year!
As I pause to admire my Hinting-at-Christmas Fall arrangements, I'm also pausing to survey the week's posts, as is becoming my Sunday wont. . . .
Let's see now:
Tuesday, I shared the pleasures of a Nana's weekend, the delights of seeing the world through a 4-year old's eyes. . . .
Thursday, a What I Wore that focussed on coats -- 'cause 'tis the season!
and Friday, another Five Things. I must say I'm having fun putting these Friday posts together -- they really encourage me to look even more deeply at the wonders of the everyday.
And that everyday will now include passing these natural beauties . . . most of them aging, decaying, and yet beautiful, I think, in their palette, textures, and sculptural shapes.
That something we usually dismiss, ignore, even discard or mow down can be assembled -- For Free! -- into something decorative pleases me immensely. Perhaps it might even serve as a reminder. . . .