No staging, no set-up, just the sunlight pouring in on our breakfast table this morning. I picked the last of the Zinnias, all in tight bud, just ahead of the big freeze. I don’t know if they will open fully, but they did manage to unfurl enough to show a little color after I plunked them into this heavy green glass vase.
The last two roses, apricot ‘Just Joey’ and an unknown pink, are not colors I would normally choose to put together, but, well, you know what they say about beggars and choice. These didn’t even get a vase. They’re inhabiting a coffee travel mug I just happened to be carrying around the garden on my mission of rescue.
I guess you could say I accessorized some, if you count the sunlight (which can be in short supply of late) and the way it casts shadows that make everything look more interesting. Now Cathy has a dramatic, sophisticated vase to show you this week. Don’t miss it.