Thanksgiving 2014


Thanksgiving brought out the best from an armload of stems foraged in my friend Mary's garden.



I picked things that might look nice with market mums.



 Viburnam and pomegranate leaves, salvia, and Perle d'Or roses.





Now to back up a bit– I liked the bouquet pictures so much, I wanted to post them first.

When I returned from Mary's, I hastily put the stems in this copper bucket not thinking at all about pictures. Then I noticed the condensation on the window and all those golden birch leaves---  an Instagram shot had to happen.



When the sun was higher, out came the Iphone again. 

I was hoping I'd have time to do a blog post for today------I'm so happy (thankful) that I managed it! I dreamed of the long list of thanks I wish I would write. Time and thoughts will only alow the bare bones, but they are the best: love for nature, family and good friends, magical moments  (often w a camera), and the Creator of all. 





From Our Fall Rose Garden


Yesterday (October 28, 2014), I had the pleasure of making two large, matching bouquets for a birthday event. The roses were just beginning to bloom in their last (fourth) cycle, and amazingly, a few hydrangeas had regrouped and were blooming fresh and blue. 





My 74" x 36" island counter is just the right length for working simultaneously on two bouquets. A good idea if you want them to match each other. I first added long stems of my favorite mint pelargonium (this will be gone after the first frost). Then came the hydrangeas making a nice poufy nest for long and lovely stems of mostly pink roses.








Hermosa, Pink Gruss an Aachen, Renae and Poulsen's Pearl are some of the roses included, two fabulous stems of Mrs. Oakley Fisher in bud, and long stems of Honor also made up the mix.




When the party was over, the roses were recycled for another designer, and I brought home the hydrangeas. Hmm– – – we'll see– – – there are many more rose stories out in the garden before winter comes. 



Rose Days

I've made a point lately to harvest and photograph the day's roses. In the process, I hope to be surpised and inspired by them. 


On Monday they seemed to arrange themselves by color.











Colour, like fragrance, is intimately connected with light; and between the different rays of the spectrum and the colour-cells of plants there is a strange telepathy. These processes, so little explored, seem in their deep secrecy and earthly spirituality more marvellous than the most radiant visions of the mystics.

~Mary Webb, "The Spring of Joy: A Little Book of Healing"


I looked for a quote about color in my usual place and found nothing. Then I remembered this exquisite book given to me by Pamela Temple. I opened it randomly to page 47, which was titled THE BEAUTY OF COLOUR (!)