To Dry or not to dry...

the hydrangeas is my question? 

I don't know if I like the look of these dried blooms or not. I have had a big crush on hydrangeas these past couple of months and have had the wonderful blues, the dappled whites and the autumn rosy browns in bowls around the house whenever I could. This latest fleur fancy has even got me reconfiguring a garden area and planting a long border of white hydrangeas - I am well and truly under their big beautiful spell.

I just have a little problem when it comes to dried flowers. I save the hydrangeas, I dry them out, I arrange them and then I look at them. I go back and forth not knowing if I like them, not knowing if they look attractive and not knowing whether they look plain triste. I take them away and then I put them back again. I change the vases; I arrange them together and then I arrange them one by one. But I always end up at the same spot....I don't know whether they look pretty or not? As someone who knows exactly what she likes and how she likes it, this indecision of mine is getting on my nerves.

I admit to a pre-conceived notion that dried flowers are for waiting rooms, display areas and old ladies. Why? I have no idea. I grew up in a home where fresh flowers were abundant inside and outside. Perhaps that is my answer? I am regressing to the familiar and fighting the unknown.

Tell me the truth....Are they pretty or are they sad old girls who have seen better days? Should I be cleaning out the vases once more and putting these blooms back in their baskets where they can wait for another session of my indecision? Tell me the truth....To dry or not to dry, xv.

hydrangeas taken by me and awaiting your sentence....