Thought it might be fun to make this last Flower Friday of the year a look back of the previous 12 months and the blooms that were enjoyed. Flowers are like air to me, I need them to survive and thrive. I know that might sound a little dramatic, but I really do gain so much inspiration from them, even the tiniest stem. Their beauty and often simplicity, finding a very special place in my heart. I know many of you feel the same way, as you often tell me of your joy in the flower posts when I chat with you in person at the shops or out & about. So I bring you flowers. XX, T
Flower Friday is about the fab peonies that traveled out to the island, part two. They had worked overtime out there but I just could not bear to leave them. I wrapped them up in a dish towel, wrapping the bottom of the stems with a wet paper towel. They then made the journey back into town and graced our dining table for most of the week. This time instead of single stem vases running down the middle of the table, they got nice and cozy next to one another in my new favorite vase we just started carrying at WK, the little feet holding them up in a place of honor at the end of the table. The petals falling ever so gracefully doing their final dance, we were so appreciative of them & applauded their exquisite beauty along the way. A delicate but oh so hearty bunch, the colors changing each day ever so slightly. All just part of the peony magic.
It started with these 6 blooms. Fully enjoyed for the day for all to see on Saturday at the Market shop. They then were packed up and headed to the island. For as fragile and delicate as they look, these peonies are pretty hearty little things. They graced the dining table, savored as they opened and closed as the room heated up or cooled off. As many of you know, the color scheme out at WestWard is red, white and blue, with the occasional hit of yellow thrown in. But these were just too amazing to pass up. Off came the blue striped tablecloth leaving just the zinc top exposed. Then the creamy white English plates were set, along with a white napkin, the bamboo handled cutlery along with clear glassware and the peonies had found a home for the week-end. Well-traveled and oh so loved.
What a perfect thought as we begin our May and begin our Sunday.
Sending tons of flower filled thoughts & love.
One bucket. Yep, one out of this world bucket of peony was what I found yesterday in the Market. They were just what I needed to start the season off right. The grower so very proud, as well she should be. They are our Flower Friday bloom.
I promise day three will conclude our flower tour of the year. It has been such a treat choosing the images for this re-cap. It makes me so appreciative of all the places I find blooms–the Market, the grocery store, our yard, floral shops, farmers markets. I am always on the hunt for what looks the freshest and most interesting. As I mentioned the other day, the joy they bring is immeasurable.
It is that time of year when we start looking back as we begin to look ahead at a new year. Flowers play such a large part in my day to day and bring me such immense happiness. I love sharing the blooms and stalks and leaves with you all. Whether it be a big bunch of tulips, a bundle of kale, a vase full of radish leaves, or a single dahlia stem–there is so much natural beauty around us each day, I just like taking a moment to take it all in. Here are a few of those moments from this year.
Happy Saturday all! If you celebrated Christmas, I hope it was all just grand. I am out the door to work the Market shop today, so if you are in the hood, stop by and say hi. Our ‘After Christmas Holiday Sale’ begins today in both shops. 50% off all holiday related goods such as–ornaments, cards, holiday candles, wrap & ribbon.
There is a calmness I feel around white flowers. A soothing vibe that draws me to them. All year long, really, but even more so during the chillier months. With the busyness of the season upon us, I am always looking for calming & soothing anything to add to my day. Here are a few white blooms to get us started.
My, oh my, oh my. Dreamy, dreamy, dreamy. I was wrong, peony season has not quite ended. Which is such a good thing. Yesterday on my Saturday Market stroll, there were still a few buckets left of some pretty awesome peony. The above color almost unreal. But there they were, in all of their gloriousness. Wow.
A lovely Sunday to you all in your part of the globe!
As the peony season comes to a close here in the Pacific Northwest (only scattered buckets here and there remain at the Market), I am taking every chance possible to have them at home and the shops. Such ruffly bundles of pure goodness. I have a particular fondness for white peonies. Something about the simplicity of them. Sort of similar to my love of black & white photography. There is just a pureness to it. Not totally finding the right words to describe it at this early moment in the morning. I guess I just like how I feel when surrounded by them. Like all is right in the world at that moment. Enjoy these gems as much as we have this week.