i think of my grandmother everyday in the summer, each time I see a hydrangea, which are fortunately everywhere around here.* my daughter has heard the story of momomom's hydrangeas thousands of times over the years.
this year, hydrangeas make me a little sad, but I smile brighter each time I see them.
*the blue hydrangea candle at yankee candle is delicious. i couldn't resist.
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