Cogitative









The very enchanting and welcoming view from the rooftop of Hotel Habita via La Boheme

Beauty on a bike via The Sartorialist

Helping a dear friend with packing back in April. Vase from Orange, Ethnic mask and round three of midnight mimosas..

Leather seats and handlebars. Cute baskets and Mentos-esque hues. Smitten with everything at Public Bikes on Valencia. They ship!

While strolling in the Gastro, came across this assortment of a few of my favorite succulents. Growing together.

Memorable cheese and meat plate at 13 Celsius.

Frida Kahlo meets New Orleans on Caroline. My friend’s phenomenal flat in daylight (prior to the move).

Aspiration. In heels and a dress. In Paris of course via Jak and Jil

Mountain view at Hotel Habita in Monterrey. Wanderlust…

Leftovers

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.

I combined a marigold, a bit of thistle and a few stems of bachelor’s button (vada mulla) with a big orange and small cherry-colored dahlias (from Thursday Farmer’s market).

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.

Unenclosed Vivarium

My version of a Terrarium or Vivarium…or even a biosphere with out the dome.

I’ve been collecting succulents and rocks on different hikes, and decided to begin to root them in this multi-functional blue bowl. Once they go rooted, I am thinking that I will replace the water with more rocks and dirt.

This will be a work in progress.

Lilac

Maybe it’s Lilac that marks the beginning of Spring in many places. Or perhaps it’s the sign of the first wild Iris emerging from a gravelled path that indicates Spring’s arrival. Whatever the case, lilac is blooming just down the street from me and I couldn’t be more excited about this. I am well aware of the fact that it grows as rampant weed in the upstate New York area. No one blinks an eye over this. Some might say that too much of a good thing is bad for you, but surely this can’t be the case where lilac is concerned.

I spoke with someone just today who grew up in Massachusetts and he was remembering growing up in a house that sat in front of an entire yard filled with lilac bushes. One whiff of the branch I was holding, was enough to transport him back to those days of running barefoot in the grass, playing in the mud and hiding amidst lavender lilac trees while his mother was calling him in for dinner. Some smells can do that for you, and the fragrance of lilac is so distinctive, so sweet, and wonderfully unforgettable.

It has escaped my mind that lilac also grows here in the Bay area. It makes all the sense in the world that it would because of how well it thrives in cooler sunny climates which perfectly describes spring in the Bay. And I’m sure that many others are just as excited as I am to see those wonderfully fragrant flower blooms emerging from dormant winter branches.

Lilac doesn’t grow in Texas, so one might pay about 30-40 $ for a bunch (5 or 6 stems) of lilac, imported from California or sometimes Holland. People do pay that amount for it, I remember buying it by the stem for about 8 dollars. And here it is growing in all its glory just down the street from me….Did I mention that I am excited? Well I am so excited! and I’m off to go meet my neighbors.