The Gift of Flower Picking

And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see – or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read.
Alice Walker


Swedish summer

Clover smells lovely

As I was walking home after work I took the time to pick a few flowers here and there. They grew into a bouquet of summer flowers, as I slowly made my way home. This is the gift I gave to myself.

Flowers of summer

Back home I put them in my favorite jug, a gift from mom. I adore the pattern on the now cream coloured china: roses, flowers and birds. I have matching coffee cups too.

I hope you’re finding something nice to give yourself too today.

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10 Responses to The Gift of Flower Picking

  1. alua says:

    Lovely flowers. And lovely jug! That fact that it was a present from your mom makes it even more meaningful. :-)

  2. Corrine says:

    Gorgeous love your outfit! xox

  3. Kim Mailhot says:

    Beautiful, beautiful ! I love that you give yourself such a sweet gift !

  4. laurie b says:

    there is nothing like fresh flowers to brighten up a room. :-)

  5. Paula says:

    I so enjoyed this post. What a lovely boquet! And that vase is beyond gorgeous.

  6. zouzou says:

    Thank you, it is really I never think to make for me a present…You have give me a

    gift I must be more considerate with me. Sorry for my English and thank you very

    much for all your post zouzou

  7. Jodi says:

    I have to say that I ADORE the colors on your blog. They are so comfortable to me that it makes you feel liked a kindred friend.

  8. Madde says:

    Flowers & the beautiful pink cardigan :)

  9. Andria says:

    Beautiful photos! I love your happy pink cardigan too!

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