I had lists of things to do yesterday. Laundry. Clean. Grocery shop. Conquer the mountain of school papers which is a day short of being as tall as my fridge. I needed to just spend a whole day buried here at home. Naturally, I ditched my domestic responsibilities when the phone rang with an invitation for lunch with my Aunt Laurie. We had much to catch up on, you see, which is far more important than silly laundry and even sillier piles of paper.
For those of you who don't know her, Aunt Laurie is the brain and beauty behind Pepperberry's (see blog to the right) the little shop of eclectic treasures in New Wilmingon, PA. To me, Laurie is the MacGyver of all things home-related. You give her a paperclip, a rubber band, and a roll of duct tape - she'll turn it into a living room full of exquisite decorations and a delicious dinner for 12. She's just that good. Her insides are loaded with creative magic. She is enthusiastic and bursting with one-of-a-kind ideas. And that energy is contagious. You can't help but want to go along for the ride because she just makes it all look so fun. Oh, and did I mention her wit? It's as sharp as her taste. Between me and you, I don't know how she stands to be with herself sometimes!
Aunt Laurie and Uncle G. headed east to a suburb of Philadelphia this past weekend to check out a place called Terrain, a greenhouse owned by Anthropologie. Aunt Laurie came home with a trunk full of treasures. Here are a few shots of her finds.
I couldn't take my eyes off these...or my nose out of them.
At one point I even considered eating one.
A skirted flower bucket from the U.K.
A sweet little hyacinth.
Look at those delicious layers
and that soft color.
A sweet little fern.
Oh, and check out this arrangement. Auntie made this in a class she took while at Terrain. Can you stand it? I just love the hydrangeas and the poppies. I have no idea what the other things are...but I love them too.
I love anything on a vine.
And things that dangle? Heavenly.
One more shot of that. Yummy.
I love this crazy twisted tree. It's like wild hair...
Speaking of which, Laurie did not want her picture taken.
Doesn't she have lovely hands though?