Autumn Flower Pot: Mums!

Happy Happy Joy Joy! The purple mums are here and they make my heart sing :) You probably know by now my weakness for plants and flowers. Any plant, any flowers. I call them my silent pets and I love to watch them grow and get happy or moody. And I cry when they die (and I can't help but think that it's me who's killing them with too much water or something). But mums? Oh, I love them even more! They are so joyful and friendly and not fussy at all. And the colors they come in make Fall the best looking season of them all!

You may recognize the giant black pear from my Halloween gallery wall. But the living room looks so much nicer now, with the purple mums in their white pot and a little Uzbek wooden friend on the side. The color scheme makes me wish I had more rooms to decorate. Wouldn't it be pretty to dress-up a space in jewel tones of ruby and amethyst and top it with a little amber touch? Well, maybe in the future I could whip up something along these lines in the bedroom...

The thing that you can't see in these pictures in the smell. The wonderful aroma of chrysanthemums, a little sweet and a little bitter, bringing the damp November rain feeling in the house. I associate their perfume with crisp weather and a sense of family belonging. Maybe because we had lots of Fall celebrations when I was a little girl. And the funny thing is that many people here in Romania hate the smell of mums and call it rotten. But I like it so much!