Hydrangeas

Hydrangeas are my favorite flowers, but I’m not sure the feeling is mutual. It’s a mystery, how I drive past a falling-down building in the wine country with giant old hydrangeas still marching up to the roof line, while I’m lucky if mine grow to be knee-high. I’ve planted every color and every style and tried suggestions I find online.  Still, they don’t really flourish for me.

I’m indulging in a few hydrangea fantasies today. These, for instance are not my flowers, not my picket fence. A girl can dream.  These are from The Greenery Nursery and garden shop in Turlock, a bit south of me,  in the center of California.

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Again, not mine. These are from  High Hand Nursery & Cafe, Loomis, California.

 

 

 

 

 

I’ve never been able to grow the white ones. These are showing off at a Colin Cowie-designed wedding.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ta da! Mine.  It’s a sweet little bouquet for the kitchen table, but this is almost the total  crop from one plant.  Only a few more blossoms appeared later. Sigh.

Instagram Envy

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I was late to Instagram and I still don’t post all that often. I use it mostly to watch what other people do. Building and remodeling and designing, planting and pruning and cooking.

I’m a little bit envious until I remember that my personal interest in the domestic arts has been on the wane for years. I don’t plan to begin any of these projects but still, I’m fascinated. A little voice says, I might like to have a wall like that.  Another voice says, too much work, but hey here’s one on Instagram and isn’t it fine? And that chicken pot pie.  Those hydrangeas. That charming old house for sale, cheap. Some of this and some of that which I get to see without doing any of it.

I’m presently following entertainers I like and deep thinkers and silly people and all kinds of home-related posts. Here are some I check often. Nigella Lawson. This Old House. All things San Francisco. All things New England. All Southern cooks, and weather everywhere.

But my current Instagram obsession is Elizabeth’s Humble House. She’s a talented photographer and designer and it shows in all her posts, no matter how brief, which are accompanied by photos taken inside a cottage she and her husband are restoring.

Look at that wood stove.  

 

 

 

 

The floor she painted by hand.

Now I have to go over there and see if she’s posted anything new today.


Photos: Elizabeth Maxson

Music: Nat King Cole Trio “Penthouse Serenade”