For quite some time I have wanted to be able to share my little corner of my world in a creative way. I hope you will join me on my journey, my new adventure. This seemed like the perfect outlet and with the start of summer it seemed like the perfect time as well.
As far as I’m concerned nothing says summer like lemonade stands, ice cream trucks, Fourth of July parades, and hydrangeas. Yes, hydrangeas.
Big. Mophead. Hydrangeas.
You see, my grandmother had a bunch of them planted at the front door of her house greeting visitors as if to say, “Hello. I’m so glad that you are here.” These were huge shrubs full of bright, colorful, deep blue blossoms. What could be more welcoming?
Now in our own home we also also have hydrangea bushes. When I look at them I remember my grandmother’s kind and gentle way. It makes my heart happy.
Do YOU have special summertime memories from your childhood? I’d love to hear from you and hope that you will share them with me and with others. Who knows, perhaps your memory will inspire someone to create a new summertime memory of his or her very own.