Remembering

My favorite part of these blisteringly cold days is how delightful it is to hibernate indoors with a good book, snuggled by a warm fire, with a fresh cup of tea or a nice rioja. Resting, thinking, giving room for fresh ideas to filter in after all the creating that starts at Thanksgiving and ends at 3 Kings day at our house.

Now that few remants of all that work remain in the house, it seemed a good time to look back at some of them. Did a few arrangements for a friend's Thanksgiving table, trying out some of the ideas sparked while in NYC.

 

Enjoyed continuing the tradition of wreath making with several dear friends. We all have developed our unique style, and this year we seemed to be especially creative....maybe the snow outside inspired us.

My experimental square wreath was my favorite. Lichen and moss were a new element that worked well. This wreath is still hanging by my bedside after nearly 2 months..intact!

I wanted to do things differently this year for some reason I can't identify. What southerner doesn't enjoy a Magnolia, but adding the winterberry and experimenting with the gold wrapped wire was an outside of the box idea. Creating alongside encouraging friends gives one courage!

It does seem that sometimes doing something old in a brand new way is the element which brings a sense of life to a traditional form.

This one turned an interesting grey color after the winter sun beating on it for a month, so it was the first to go. I always feel a little sad when that happens.

Fruit and dried artichokes, another new twist

Spring brides will soon be having their previews, but on a cold snowy day like today, it seems a good time to reflect on the beauty of Christmastime.