It is a cloudy, rainy, wet and dismal day in Chicago. To help alleviate this grey day...we bring flowers from outside in!
The mosquitoes say thank you. They loved me. Above and below, a mix of jacob's ladder, geranium, and sweet violets.
Is there any flower more nostalgic than violets?
I think violets might be the first flower I fell in love with. Gathering, plucking, scooping them up as a child- making little faery crowns or posies....
Dainty and delicious.
Star flowers who have made themselves quite at home in my garden...and garden paths...and lawn...and patio....
With faces as sweet as these, how can I possibly complain that they won't stay put?
Okay, maybe lily of the valley could challenge violets for title of nostalgic flower. My whole house filled up with their heady scent as soon as I brought this little bundle inside. Breath in...breath out...breath it in again for good measure.
Lily of the Valley always makes me think of "The Age of Innocence" and Newland's sweet weekly gift of Lily of the Valley to May. Ahhhh, innocent romance indeed! ( I think I smell a fresh "Fleurs on Film" coming on!)
Thank you Jane of Small but Charming for letting us in to your house series! You can be slightly voyeuristic and see other flowers in others houses here...or, you could show us what's in yours!