And I'm off.
The home was built in 1899 so I imagine these Hydrangeas have seen a few springs.
Loppers in hand we went to work.
This is serious business, not a wine glass in sight.
We gathered enough Hydrangeas to make a mighty fine mess.
Even the cat looked bewildered.
I used a twig form for my wreath and just stuck the stems between the twigs, no wire or glue.
Right now it is hanging above the buffet in the dining room.
You may remember that last Christmas, our home was decorated all in pink and white. Guess I have a little rebellious streak in me!