My beautiful cream roses have finished drying in the bucket I first placed them in, and in which I first featured them in an earlier post here.
They are a lovely nameless variety that I find randomly at Costco now and then. They dry slowly with a wonderful texture and I always want to save them. They ended up in a smaller zinc bucket hung on the wall by a window where I can still enjoy them for awhile.
I have a few baskets lined up on a bench in the same place for now. It's the nature of baskets that they never stay in the same place long.
Clustered mostly empty together they make a sort of basket bouquet of their own.
This vintage wicker flower basket nestles a different kind of rose in its arms.
The vintage Limoges plates are a fleamarket find from earlier in the spring.
I featured them with my own garden cream roses in an earlier wedding post here. Maybe I will always think of them together. . . .
I found that a handy nail already under my sconce holds my rose bucket easily. It may stay here for awhile.
We had the most dramatic electrical storm that I have ever seen that lasted for hours over night! We are all groggy from it this morning. It's rain we have badly needed, and so we are all very grateful.
So nice that you stopped by to smell the roses!