Sunday, June 1, 2008
This is how you "pick wildflowers" in Moscow: you buy them bundled in leaves and string from babushki (old women) who peddle them near subway stations and pedestrian underground street crossings. However you get your hands on them, they're just as beautiful.
These are the kinds of flowers I bought during the summer of 1999 when we were living in Moscow in my attempts to make our STY of an apartment feel homey. I remember that summer so clearly... And these flowers really made me smile today. I looked at flowers like these while making the sampler I gave you, Mom, with the lavendar wrapped around the letters of the alphabet.