It's a minimalist wreath, made with the meagre makings that nature offers us this time of year - March, a month when winter sometimes likes to linger on, but spring awakens.
I twisted some winter prunings from the grapevines into a ring, then wove in the very first spring buds that in our bare and leafless woods are timidly beginning to appear.
They're wild plum buds. I'm no arborist, but I do know they're plums because in the years we've been living here, I've learned to recognize each and every tree around us. And I know that these are the budding March blossoms from the trees that will give us plums in August - the fruits that my children (and nonno last year!) have picked and snacked on each summer since we moved here.
Happy March, and happy beginning to a new week!
February wreath - I'll be making a wreath a month this year, using some spur-of-the-moment inspiration on whatever nature offers me at that moment.
