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A vase on a mid-January Monday

There was absolutely no hope of finding anything particularly decorative in the garden, to put in a vase this Monday, so I am offering a few treasures I picked on a walk yesterday afternoon.  The handsome green-black berries of ivy, violet catkins of alder, yellow ochre lichen encrusted twigs of hawthorn and elderberry, and three richly patterned ivy leaves.  A bit of a bonanza!


  1. The alder trees in Somerset are purple in the low winter sun...your collection has made a great IAVOM.

  2. Oh these are all so lovely Amanda and make a wonderful combination, really rustic in colour. Is it a galvanised zinc pot/vase? It's the perfect receptacle in that dull grey colour

    1. No, actually it is glass! One of those pots which are silvered on the inside, and designed to hold a tea light! I love the colours in it. Very muted but you can find all sorts - purples, greys, soft greens. I am hoping that next Monday I can put up a few bits and bobs from the garden - you never know! A

  3. A bonanza indeed! And proof that sometimes putting together a lovely arrangement is just a matter of looking at the world through the right pair of glasses.

  4. Oh what a richness of colour and warmth which echoes the fabric underneath. I like the shadows on the wall too :)

  5. Thank you Anna! It wasn't until I looked at the photographs that I realised how the sun had picked up the colours in the runner and also in the ivy and lichen! A happy coincidence! A

  6. Lovely combination of plants - and such an unusual vase. It's surprizing what's in hedgerows isn't it? Mine is just a couple of flowers which shouldn't be flowering this time of year at all - v mild in Manchester at the mo.


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