This weeny jar of homegrown flowers has been delivering a huge bundle of visual pleasure for me this week. As I decided not to "do" any gardening this year, my back yard pots have remained dormant and flowerless. Excepting for a few pots of hardy herbs which take care of themselves and one terracotta pot that I planted with red geraniums, the rest of the pots have been full of weeds and dead things this year. I was both astonished and delighted when I spotted a courageous self-seeded marigold in amongst the weeds a few weeks ago, what a champion!
The rose is the last remaining one from my front garden, the geranium is the last from my back yard. And the sedum came from a neighbours front garden (said neighbour currently works abroad and I'm quite sure he wouldn't mind me pinching a couple flower stems in his absence). All in all, a pretty minuscule posy of mismatched blooms, but oh how I love the way it lights up the room!
Friday is the day I often stop at the market on my way home to treat myself to a bunch of flowers if there are any that tickle my fancy. Thankfully, the dahlias are still going strong (yaay!) and I picked out a most gorgeous bunch of mixed blooms to bring home this morning.
It always feels like such a bargain (a mere £2.50), and carrying them home wrapped up in paper makes me pretty much want to skip down the street with joy. After almost six years of living in this town, I still really get a buzz out of shopping at the market, especially for locally grown seasonal flowers.
I also love the little ritual of unwrapping and untying the flowers once I get home, then choosing a jug to put them in. Always a jug for my market flowers. Today I decided to trim the stems short so that I could use my red and white spotty jug.....
.....perfect. Sigh. Absolutely perfect in every way. Such a glorious display of colour to welcome in the weekend.
After lunch today, I had some time to myself, so I walked out the back door and up to the little patch of woodland at the top of the park. Just like that, off I went, striding out on a mission. I had an idea that I wanted to gather some Autumnal Inspiration.
I must've only spent about ten minutes rootling around in the undergrowth beneath the trees, but look what treasure I found! I came home with a handful of baby acorns, a shiny conker, sycamore seeds, beech nuts and a whole pile of beautiful autumn leaves.
When I brought them home and spread them out, I was suddenly overwhelmed with a rush of nostalgia. Memories of classroom nature tables and childhood walks came flooding in, and I had a little laugh at myself....I am still such a child at heart!
Actually, I did have a genuine reason for wanting to gather in some Autumn treasure. It wasn't a completely random, childish thing for a Friday afternoon. This week I've started on a new project, beginning a new cretive hooky journey :: I'm making an Autumn Wreath.
I have been hooking up a flurry of Autumn leaves, using the pattern from my May Rose tutorial, as follows ::
Start in 2nd chain from hook and work the following ::
dc, htr, tr, 2tr's, tr, htr, dc.
Chain 2, sl st in 2nd chain from hook (picot point made).
Now work back along the bottom of the foundation chain, in the single loops of the chain ::
dc, htr, tr, 2tr's, tr, htr, dc.
Sl st into end of leaf and fasten off leaving a tail end long enough to darn in.
I had a quick look in my crochet flowers book to see if there was such a thing as a crochet acorn, and yes there was indeed an acorn pattern. Need to give it a go over the weekend and see how it turns out. I'm thinking of a few autumn flowers too...maybe small yellowy orange sunflower/marigold type blooms, and maybe some purple michaelmas daisies (gosh, more childhood nostalgia rushing in, memories of the garden behind our small terraced house in London when I was seven years old)
I am really looking forward to working on this project over the coming weeks, I do so love the whole creative process of wreath making. It's a lot of work to make so many components, but yup, I am up for the challenge.