#dried flower arrangement

[flowers4uindia]

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[brownsugar4hersoul]

[flowerishness]

Anaphalis margaritacea (Western pearly everlasting)

There are over 100 species of Anaphalis but only Anaphalis margaritacea is native to North America. It is widespread across most of Canada, the United States and Northwestern Mexico. This species also has native, wild populations throughout Europe and the the Far East. This healthy specimen was found growing on an empty building site. Just what this plant loves: full sun and poor soil.

Western pearly everlasting is dioecious, meaning that the pollen-producing (male) and seed-producing (female) flowers are borne on separate plants. The flowers are either entirely staminate (producing pollen) or functionally pistillate (mostly producing just seed, but with a few staminate flowers present). Thus the female flowers have a brilliant 'back-up plan' which ensures that, even if there are no male plants in the vicinity, there is still a way to produce the next generation of Western pearly everlasting.

[coffeemilkfaerie]

My favorite accumulation of dried flowers from past bouquets, gifts, and adventures!

[alberta-sunrise]

Dried flower arranging this morning

[mothmiso]

Pink (2) (3) (4) by Joanne Hackett

[floral-art-prints]

Basket of Dried Flowers by Claire Spencer (pastel on paper)

[kasarasun]

My dried flowers turned brown. I wish they'd stay pink longer, (childishness) but I'm beginning to accept it as part of their beauty.

[slushi-chan]

Old pictures of my moms cats from long ago this is Precious

This is a random cat idk and one of my moms cats mothers other kittens

This is Bandit

This is Wicket

[mezmer]

[july-19th-club]

today i honor eileen, who died an hour ago. she was a simple woman with simple tastes: good tomato sauce, not very good beer (the lady drank rolling rocks, but hey), homemade bread. she had ten children, nine of whom she gave birth to, and still liked babies enough to open an unofficial daycare at her home in the seventies. she sewed decently, baked wonderfully (a lot of her baked goods were slightly overdone thanks to a very old oven, but her piecrust is still the best recipe i've ever used. her soda bread was a bit sweeter than average, and now i don't like any other soda bread but her sugary, curranty loaf with a thick swipe of butter. she sang with a rich, warbly vibrato that i sometimes hear in my own voice when i'm excited enough. she played piano, not well, but all her life, more or less until she couldn't anymore. fur elise was her favorite piece to break out and show off. as long as i can remember, there was a puzzle on the vinyl tablecloth in the sunroom at her house. there probably is right now, 300-piece to accommodate for her increasing dementia, which would no longer allow her to do more complex ones. she had so many children and grandchildren that she rotated their pictures out on the top of the piano, always by birthday month. this month there would be my eldest aunt, my grandfather, and my brother. she was one of the scattered living diaspora of a tiny town in abruzzo - pacentro, population one thousand, which she visited once in the early oughts. my father used the photos she took there to paint a landscape of her family's hometown, which hung in her living room with the dark green couches and the long floral curtains as long as i can remember. when she still could, she and my grandfather would make the trip to our house in the height of summer, where pappy would pick grapes from our arbor or take home elderberries or the largest and woodiest of our green beans (he likes them that way - tough and starchy). she would nap on the couch (a ritual she called Resting Her Eyes) and then read to us: The Sleeping Giant, Tomie DePaola, anything she'd bought for us at some previous time. she read widely. towards the end, when what she could do was limited, she read pretty much all day long. it didn't matter what. i'm forgetting a million things about her even now. i've missed her for years, as she disappeared by pieces. but i loved her, and by god, i know she loved well.

[brownsugar4hersoul]

[notyournepobaby]

my favourite thing is finding flowers on my journey

[kaetzchen]

the perfect cozy fall evening 💞

[yourcoffeeguru]

Vintage Dried Flowers Wood Framed Shadowbox 3D Wall Hanging

swtradepost || eBay

[theweeowlart]

Good morning world and happy Thursday! last day of the kitchen painting today. We should be able to be back to normal at the weekend. We rarely go out for a meal these days, we simply haven't been able to afford it, but I have been holding on to some money for us to go out and celebrate the house being finished! I am a bit poorly at the moment, so next week I hope we are going to Tony Macaroni's for a nice meal.

I'll be working on some drawings in the studio today and hope to get them posted and listed for you soon. In the meantime, I have this cute oil pastel painting available for you… Original oil pastel painting - Dried Flower Bouquet https://etsy.me/476zvQc via @Etsy