More Hydrangeas♡ More Quilting♡

Hello lovely lovelies♡ More Hydrangeas♡ I know....I know.....but just humour me, if you will. =)

An enlightened person once said "Flowers whisper 'Beauty!' to the world, even as they fade, wilt, fall." And they do, don't they??  Everyone, especially me, loves a flower at the first breath of beauty. Love, love, love when flowers pop up in their season; the petals unfurling to reveal bright, beautiful and colourful blooms. The full glory of the flower is for all to see and delight in. Then, when the flowering season begins to come to an end, the petals begin to fade and wither, many falling to the ground and then, seed heads appear. These flowers at the end of the season's cycle are still beautiful. I thought a lot about the beauty of  faded flowers this week as I was playing with hydrangeas for a photo shoot. As I arranged flowers here, there and everywhere, I was struck yet again at the abundant beauty of the muted hydrangeas in autumn. Truly, they are stunning; and they will remain stunning for a long time yet. 

Besides playing with hydrangea blooms this week I enjoyed some more hand quilting of Hydrangea Cobblestones. Meandering quilting lines are now finished on the bottom and one side. Flight patterns of the butterflies♡ Same ol' same ol' I suppose, but even so......so, so pretty. This evening I will enjoy a little more quilting with the other lovely slow stitchers who gather at Kathy's place.

It has been a delight to have you visit my little place♡ Thank you♡ Thank you for humouring me yet again, as you wandered around my gallery of still lifes with the beautiful, autumnal hydrangeas as the main subject. =) It has been fun these last few days gathering together analogous objects....an old and faded textile pretty, a friend's cast off tapestry-like picture (truly worthy of a photo or two =) ) a wire basket, a pretty frame, pine cones, fallen leaves, a pretty vase or two, twirls and twirls of pretty ribbon, a length of faded passementerie, books; experimenting, playing....fiddle faddling with each pretty, styling all in an assemblage of unexpected compositions. Oh, how I love to play 'stylists'. =) When I grow up I want to be a stylist....or perhaps a florist, or a theatrical set designer; but then, a costumier hiding in the bowels of the theatre happily stitching a pretty ruched flower or a little exquisite embroidery to a silk gown for a thespian would be the best fun♡ Oh, the possibilities are endless. =)

Hoping you enjoy a beautiful week, lovely lovelies, where sprinkles of love, kindness and beauty fill your days♡ 

Until the next time.................