Unfortunately, I’m too tired to post about it right now so you’ll have to wait until Wednesday. And actually, at this very second I am preparing to hurtle at 650km/h across the North Atlantic to return home to the Pie and Gren. So some patience, please.
My parents’ garden is in rare form this year following a chilly, wet spring, so of course any excuse to cut some of the lovely flowers and bring their delicious scents inside is a good excuse.
This is a centre piece I made for a dinner with my Uncle Squeaker. Peonies, my favourite flower in the whole world, make for great arrangements. You can keep them tall and elegant in a huge wide vase or cut them off completely to float them in a bowl. They’re just the best.
And that was it. Don’t let not having a big vase stop you from making a big (floral) statement.