10.12.12

flowers,flowers,flowers

Working in a flower shop, I'm always drifting into a world where I own a floral studio -- it's usually a barn, or an urban take on a barn. It's a whimsical place, and seems to be my go to dream world. I have bountiful gardens billowing with every colour and every bloom. From here I pluck the stems for the arrangements that I make with love to bring others joy, to deck their halls, to decorate their churches or to fill their palms as they walk down the aisle... To celebrate a life, or grieve one taken too soon. Flowers are amazing things, and I am blessed to work with them. Sometimes I just stop and stare into the centre of a zinnia or a poppy -- and to think these are completely natural, untouched by human hands. God is indeed an artist.
I feel like one day, I'd like to really pursue the art of floral design, as a career. Here are some of the inspiring florists whose blogs I peruse daily:











































So so beautiful. *Sigh* One day....

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