Friday flowers

This week I have creamy white hydrangeas and a vintage green tablecloth that I adore.

{green tablecloth from the thrift store, blue ceramic vase by d}

For some reason hydrangeas used to make me think of little old ladies and cottages and I didn't like them (the flowers, not little old ladies or cottages). And then I gradually started to appreciate them. Isn't it weird how that happens? Or maybe it's just a sign that I'm getting old.

I love how the petals look like ruffles from the top.

{ignore my sadly misshapen egg - it was delicious but not beautiful}