Too long abandoned at the far end of the wardrobe, this old shirt hangs on the branches of a mulberry in the garden to appreciate the softness of a gentle breeze. Time worn, I, lace it with a twill «gourmand» ribbon of red cherries to highlight the shirt’s red embroidery.
I tenderly embrace my wonderful grandmother who presented to me these hydrangeas with their jagged edges and pristine color. It is from her that I received my love of gardening, love of flowers and I thank her for this beautiful inheritance.
Original article "Une chemise gourmande" translated by Annie of The Bunny Bungalow