I absolutely love Hydrangeas, unlike Madonna.
I looked at a vase in our lounge today containing 3 stems of purpley bluey grey Hydrangeas and I got to thinking about how blooming much I love this flower.
Then I saw this pin from http://atelierdecampagneantiques.blogspot.com/2011/09/bringing-france-to-our-garden.html.
A sneaky hydrangea lurks and sets off these gorgeous mirrors a treat.
Deserving of some quick Colporter blogloving.
So what is Madonna’s problem with this beautiful flower? Apparently a kind fan handed her one recently and she is seen here rudely telling of her absolute loathing of them with her microphone on…
Her representative said:
“She’s entitled to like any flower she wants and she didn’t want to hurt the feeling of the hydrangeas of the world,”
“No disrespect to the hydrangeas lovers of the world but she prefers different types of flowers.”
Hydrangeas remind me of the garden of the house I grew up in, my wedding, and just make me happy.
This picture above was one of the first shoots we ever did for Colporter (and the limey green Hydrangeas were bought by my Nanny Joyce on the occasion of my little boy’s christening). They have now dried out, two years later, and have faded to a lovely antiquey cream colour.
They even made it to the wedding bouquet. Just white then though.
It is so clever that Hydrangeas adapt to their surroundings. If the soil has aluminium in it Pink Hydrangeas can be turned blue! To turn Blue Pink, deprive them of aluminium. Clever hey like a litmus paper test in GCSE chemistry.
For spring I may try this little trick which people have pinned left right and centre so I must be in good company.
Next time I may tell you about my love for Eucalyptus.