Visions of blooms dancing in the air.. colors of pink Snaps, burgundy Dahlias, white Cosmos, the scent of Sweet Annie wafting in the air.. What I have found to be true is gardening on this scale is seriously hard work. To bring these wedding visions to life can be very joyful yet I ponder the weeding, mulching watering continuous tilling, planting, picking, dead heading, planning next years gardens on a grander scale. The greenhouse going up...
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| A quick pick for a floral head wreath project.... |
Where did all this start? As a kid I remember going into the local florist with my Mom to buy flowers. It was a quaint shop with flowers everywhere.Owens Florist in Almont, MI. Flowers in pots and buckets, on the counter, handfuls were being clipped and arranged right before my eyes. I fell in love! The fragrance! The colors! Each petal designed by God's hand.
Mrs Owens told Mom she would call her daughter to see if there was a certain spring bulb blooming in the greenhouse. I remember thinking... "A greenhouse? They have their own greenhouse? They can just go pick and bring it to the shop? " I was about 8 years old and I was awe struck.
Mom drove me by their little flower farm that day. A little house with greenhouses near the road, I could see the daffodils through the glass panes. Rows of them.
The passion for creating with flowers goes back a long ways.
Working with beauty is hard work, but hey, someone has to do it. I'm so glad its me.
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