There are lots of flowers that I love. Then, of course, there are flowers that remind me of moments, and Hydrangeas are one of those. I have memories of my childhood, walking around the summer house my parents would take me to, and all I see in my mind are, hydrangeas on the beach. They were on the borders of home porches, but, the colors are nothing like the pumped blues or fuchsias that you might see today, they were softer, closer to pastel rose, blues, liliac and even greens. Sometimes even mixed with each other… here are some of the ones I found around this summer while I was at the beach, very clorse to where I grew up…
(and othe memory companions… i hope you enjoy)
I’d love to hear your story, which of the flowers are in your memories??