Last year we went to one of the local florist to have them place plants in the Picnic Basket that is usually tucked away in the metal storage building under the huge pecan tree. LAST YEAR, we thought it was beautiful. And it was. But this year we wanted to do something extra nice and with our hands.
I called Susan (who takes care of the flowers at church - among other things) to see if the extras she had stored at her house had been delivered to the fellowship hall. We drove into town with Metro (shhhhhh, Metro went to church) and loaded the "extended cab" with arrangements and loose silk stems that had seen their better days.
Sarah and I were on the same wavelenght. Our combined creativity flowed as we started placing the base and background in the floral foam. Then she did something, that at first, surprised me. She stepped back from the dining room table. She was telling me, "That's good" and "Just a little to the right with that one" as I stabbed the green wooden picks into the Styrofoam. We forgot about the time we begun the project (about 10 ish) and work until it was officially Tuesday morning EDT. About 20 Pink, White and Red Gerber Daisies were in place. The teeny Pink, White and Red flowerets swept to the right and the ivy made up the opposite sweep to the left.
We stood back. It was awesome. But was still lacking something... The next morning, splashes of Yellow was applied and three of Mama's Bead Angels were the crowing touch.
Sunday morning, the basket will be on the table in front of the pulpit during worship. Then I will carried it back to the fellowship hall for the covered dish lunch in her honor.
In the bulletin it will read:
"The flowers this Sunday are placed in honor of Mildred Brown to celebrate her 93rd Birthday, by her Children, Grandchildren and Great Grandchildren and Great-Great Grandson."
Whatcha think?
Metro seems a bit bored with the whole thing!
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