Last week I went to visit my Baba and Dido to see if the beets in their garden were ready because I wanted to make some borscht. While I was there, my Baba picket a bouquet of flowers for my daughter. As my little girl was having fun running around their yard with the flowers in hand, I decided they were as much my flowers as they were hers (ha-ha-ha, evil mom laugh). So, when we got home, the flowers were given water and put in a vase in the center of the kitchen table for all to enjoy.
Getting flowers from my Baba and Dido's garden is a memory from my childhood that I will always cherish, but I think I love it just as much now that I am an adult. Does that ever happen to you, where childhood memories seem just as wonderful now? As I was getting all nostalgic and admiring this beautiful bouquet, I couldn't help but see my fall mood board in these flowers. Of course this just made me happy; inspiration to keep sewing.