For the past few weeks, I’ve noticed pretty wildflowers along some of the paths I take on my morning walk. I’ve picked one or two to put in a small vase or handleless cup, but a couple of days ago, I decided to pick a small bouquet. It was completely impractical, carrying a bouquet of delicate flowers while Sebastian and I were trying to get some exercise, but I found joy in the simplicity of noticing and gathering. It brought me back to the days when I would bring home bouquets made of buttercups, dandelions, and grass to my mom.
When I got home, I loosely arranged the flowers in a marmalade crock and was inspired to put together a little vignette on the table. I generally don’t buy decor for holidays except for pumpkins in fall and things for Christmas. I prefer to use what I have that speaks to that holiday. For the fourth of July, I’ve got blue and white pretty well covered. I threw in red cherries and a red striped antique tea towel from my linen stash.
This was just for fun, though. We didn’t have any big plans for the holiday, so I wasn’t concerned with setting up a tablescape “for real”.
We ended up having a low-key day hanging out at home and spent way too much time on the couch, which I needed more than I realized.
We made (and ate) taco bowls for dinner, Jeff & I started watching the new season of Stranger Things, and we walked down the block to sit on some high ground to watch the local fireworks display.
It was low key and I can’t say we minded that much…