Deep purple

One of our guests was celebrating their birthday this weekend, so any excuse for me to fill the house with flowers.

I’d bought some beautiful long stemmed irises, which were a gorgeous deep purple colour.

I then asked for a mélange, I just love that word, it means mixture, so the flower lady carefully picked me out an assorted bunch. She was not phased though that by this time the queue of shoppers behind me was building. Not that they minded either, merrily chattering away catching up on the gossip.

For me, I just smile, pay my ten euros and thank the flower lady for my now fully laden arms.

I’ve managed to put vases in both bedrooms, the landing, salle à manger and salon, all absolutely delightful.