floating zinnias and marigolds
One of the perks of working in the flower industry is leftovers. Sometimes you end up with more flowers than you need. This is both a good thing and an unfortunate thing. There may be leftovers from a business account, from a special function or even a beautiful wedding. Such was the case last weekend when I was happy to come home with some leftovers. It’s not often that this happens after a wedding, but when it does occur I’m certainly thankful to help out with the clean-up.
Last weekend I assisted with two weddings, designed by a wonderful and brilliant floral designer I work with often. One wedding was held at Headlands Center for the Arts, which is right past the Golden Gate bridge on the north side. It is a lovely and remarkable space.
Here’s what I did with some of the leftover flowers.
Image above of floating flowers: It’s common for zinnias and marigolds to become detached from their stems. I love floating flowers even just for a temporary moment of brightness.
A single marigold head fits perfectly in a candle holder.
Hanging on to thistle. I love using empty wine bottles (in this case Lava Vine port)
to host random stems.
Delicious smelling roses (still going strong) with more thistle in a Bodum French press single cup. Enjoying this beauty in my office.
I also ended up with a few stems of purple Vanda orchids ( a personal favorite). I paired them with orange orchids (from Headlands wedding) and existing backyard succulent (in need of company).
I also paired the same purple and orange couple with a very large backyard succulent and more of the fuchsia-colored bachelor’s buttons.
The bright colors are a much-needed lift to lingering Summer fog…
Feels like ‘Summer’ inside minus the triple digits.
I stopped off at the super Target on the way to Berkeley a few weeks ago. This store is 2 stories high and is one of the largest Target stores I’ve seen. Targets aren’t even this big in Texas (where everything is Big) and it has a Garden Center which I was really excited to become acquainted with. Icelandic Poppy plants were only $2.99 so subsequently I bought a multi-colored one, you know to go with the black flats I was also getting.
The plant had been doing quite well on the front porch, until one morning I discovered it had been flattened a bit. Either wind, rain, or possible an animal and its kin had leveled a section of the plant snapping the already delicate stems into pieces.
I salvaged the situation by floating the one of the beautiful flower heads in water. It lasted for about a week.