Thursday, July 9, 2009

Plundering the flowers at will

One of my first jobs when I arrive at the country house is to prowl the garden for fresh flowers to cut and arrange, although my arranging skills sometimes leave a little to be desired.

My mother always kept a beautiful flower garden, but I wasn't allowed to plunder it at will. Now that I have my own garden, my desire - suppressed for so many years - to create big arrangements bursting from large vases can be indulged. I am hampered now by my relative lack of flowers.

Here's the flowering quince I picked on the weekend, in the country house kitchen.

And here it is in my apartment in Melbourne.

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