I wrote a post 4 years ago about Nikko blue hydrangeas in the yard that change color in autumn.
Even though the interior of the house is still “under construction” I decided I needed a little pretty to soothe my sensibility.
In the early morning I scanned the 3 (we’ll have more next year) bushes for burnished blossoms.
I cut about 8 or 9 flowering stems.
I tied the stems together in 2 bunches with bits of old pantyhose. (Charlie cuts them up to gently hold tomato branches to the trellis.)
Running out of time before leaving for work, I hung them over my sink to dry. Hanging them upside down keeps the flower heads from drooping.
When dried, hydrangeas hang onto the color at the stage in which you pick them so these will be pale green and burnished claret.
Just something pretty.
How do you soothe your sensibilities? Cleaning? Cooking? Reading? Writing? Music?