When my brother and I were small, my mother’s favorite and most cruel punishment when we were naughty (which you know, was hardly ever!) was an allotted time spent weeding our gardens. If we didn’t pull everything up from the roots…more time was added. The horror! As I grumbled or whimpered about the absolute unfairness of my situations sitting in the dirt, in our garden- cursing the weeds and their ubiquitous roots; I didn’t realize I was learning. Learning about who was supposed to belong there, and who was uninvited. What shapes went well with each other- which colors complimented each other- which flowers just flowed from one to the next. Learning about something I would love. (DO NOT share this with my mother….)
There are countless photos of me holding freshly picked (weed free!) posies to take to teachers or to friends houses throughout the years. At college, I was on a first name basis with the school’s head gardener (that is normal, right?) to share in his tulip triumphs, daffodil dilemmas and yes, his weeding woes-picking up on tips and tid-bits along the way. My first landlord thought I was a lunatic for spending so much time in the patch of “backyard” planting and potting and plotting my own little garden.
It seems that flowers, although not always in the forefront, have always been present, weaving and winding themselves through my life. I was over the moon when a florist I had long admired asked if I would like to come and work for her. To learn. To discover something that has been with me all the while- I love flowers.
When I started out on my own, I seemed to naturally gravitate towards weddings. I love the dreaming and planning that comes part & parcel with preparing for a wedding. Creating a uniqueness that belongs to one couple- a pair of new friends- and to experience an intimacy that is shared with so many people is really an amazing experience.
I am humbled and overjoyed when a bride asks me to be a part of her wedding day. I am honored to be a part of Indie Wed.
After all this time, who would have thought that my path would be the garden path? Leading me right down the aisle to so many wonderful weddings, beautiful brides- and perhaps to you. Stop by on Saturday and say hi- we can talk all about flowers and weddings, and even weeds- if you want.