Water has such a beautiful way of making things appear to be frozen in time. Much is the case with flower stems. Often, the stems can be as spectacular as the blooms. Typically I would clean off all the leaves and such from the stems, but this jumbo bundle of Queen Anne’s lace gathered from a country walk TPS was on seemed to begged to be left just as it was. No arranging in the least–a completely natural free form grouping of the stems. The water magnifying their rugged while still yet dainty simplicity, just as they had been plucked from the earth.