Stella
Stella was the kindest lady who lived next door the first 18 years of my life. She would welcome me in, give me treats and allow me to play with her puppy while patiently and lovingly enduring whatever conversation would come from my imaginative elementary mind. She has long since passed, but is one of my first and oldest memories of home. The beautiful gardenias she grew on our side of her home filled the air with the sweet scent of summer each year and are the inspiration for this pattern.