This is our front yard. “Yard” is a euphemism: this gorgeous array of flowers (it’s 3 bushes) takes up about half of the space. I adore hydrangeas and always have, mostly for their color. They were the main flower in our wedding decor (with some yellow roses) which is part of my sentimental attachment. But I have only realized lately that part of the reason I love these flowers so much is that they are the exact same color as the sky at its most saturated, outrageous blue.
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