Archive for August, 2010

Inspired Arrangements: Football Season Flowers

Around this time of year in Alabama, as the sweltering summer heat begins to break and the leaves show their first signs of changing, a tingling feeling of excitement envelops the state. Is this anticipation related to the upcoming Labor Day holiday weekend? Somewhat. The thrill, however, primarily relates to this upcoming Saturday and the start of another college football season.

As a University of Alabama fan, I could not pass up a charming elephant watering can I came across earlier this summer. I have been eagerly awaiting football season—with visions of tailgates, National Championships, and Heisman Trophies dancing in my head—so that I would have an excuse to do this:

Whoever your team may be, happy football season!


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Alice’s Favorite Flower

Written by: Alice Lucas, intern

Hi flower readers! My name is Alice. I’m currently working at the magazine as the summer photography intern and learning so much about flowers! I am going to take you through a trip down memory lane to tell you about my favorite flower. Do you remember things from when you were little and how special they made you feel? Well, that is how I came to love roses.

When I was a little girl, my family had a rose garden right outside my bedroom window. On the weekends my dad would water and trim the roses, and sometimes my brother, sister, and I would help. After watering, we would go through every bush and pick some roses to cut, and my dad would always remind me to watch out for the thorns.  Inside the house, my mom would put out different vases for us to choose from so that we could put arrangements in my sister’s room, my room, and around the house. She always let my sister and I choose which roses/colors we wanted in our arrangements, and most of the time I chose pink. Back then, it was my favorite color, and now, I still really love pink roses.

Years later, when I was a sophomore in high school, one of my friends received a bouquet of roses that were pink. When I saw the bouquet, I noticed all of the roses were dying except one. I took a picture of it, and it’s been one of my favorite pictures ever since.

Photo Credit: Alice Lucas

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Flowers, Flowers, Everywhere: A flower Girl Explores the Mediterranean, Part 2: “The Pearl of the Adriatic”

Next stop on my Mediterranean adventures: Dubrovnik, Croatia. The Dalmatian coast has a certain allure that encompasses the perfect mix of old-world history and palm-tree paradise—and let me tell you, I was entranced. Dubrovnik, Croatia, dubbed the “Pearl of the Adriatic,” is a city that truly glows in the sunlight with its white marble-lined streets and fanciful baroque architecture. Dubrovnik’s old city walls, complete with moat and drawbridge, enclose the historical maritime city. No longer full of water to keep out invaders, the moat may seem empty to some—but to this flower girl, it’s now much more full of beauty in its modernity. What could be lovelier in a dry moat than a landscaped garden? Surrounding the city walls and scattered among its white marble city, exotic flora abound in this once war-driven gem on the Adriatic Sea.

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Stay tuned for the next post about my Mediterranean travels. To read my first post about the back story on the vacation and my first stop (Venice), click here.

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Bud of the Day

Every flower about a house certifies to the refinement of somebody. Every vine climbing and blossoming tells of love and joy.
-Robert G. Ingersoll

Photo credit: Michael Mundy via flower Spring 2007 issue

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Floral Fashion Friday

Both simple and eye-catching, we think this graphic organic cotton tote is ideal for carrying nearly anything— groceries, books, your latest issue of flower…

Hugo Guinness Organic Cotton Tote, sold exclusively at John Derian, $35

Happy weekend!

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Flowers, Flowers, Everywhere: A flower Girl Explores the Mediterranean, Part 1: Venice

I’m lucky enough to have a gracious boss who allowed me to take two consecutive weeks off work. My sweet grandmother took me and 8 other grandchildren on a Mediterranean cruise from Venice to Barcelona to instill in us the “wander lust” that she has—and I can tell you, she succeeded victoriously. What I realized after landing in Venice, our first port, is that no matter how many days I am out of the office, my “flower hat” as Margot calls it, is a permanent fixture. It always keeps my ears and eyes open for anything floral… in gardens, fresh arrangements, fashion, or art.  Flowers are everywhere—including the Mediterranean—and on this surreal trip, I couldn’t help but take notice!

Here are some of my favorite floral shots I took in Venice, a romantic maze of lagoons, gondolas, and surprises around every corner.

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Venezia, ti amo.

Stay tuned for floral blog posts about the other fabulous places I visited!

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Flowers, Flowers, Everywhere: flower Reader Meets Helen Dillon

Our former intern, Mary Carpenter, brightened our office and put a smile on our faces this summer, and we were thrilled to discover Mary’s family was equally delightful. Sally Carpenter, Mary’s mother and “flower” cheerleader extraordinaire, recently travelled to Ireland and made a point to seek out the gardens featured in our Spring 2010 issue. Below, Mary tells us about her mother’s experience visiting Helen Dillon’s beautiful gardens.

Being a flight attendant for over 30 years, my mom, Sally, has made a habit of seeing the typical tourist attractions in every city she lands in. So when the spring issue of flower made its debut, she planned her flying schedule accordingly so that she could visit Helen Dillon’s garden.

An avid gardener, my mom eagerly anticipated the flowers she would see in Dublin and the ideas she might bring back to the States. Only a short walk from her hotel, Mom rang the doorbell to Helen’s house and was greeted by her husband, Val, who showed her nothing short of what we might call “Southern hospitality.” They became instant friends and he showed her what he said was the best view of the garden, worthy of a picture from their drawing room. Then, Val led my mother outside to take her on a tour of the garden. She glimpsed over to see Helen Dillon in gardening apparel giving private tours. At one point, Mom went over to her, whisked out her copy of flower and told Helen how she ended up in Dublin.

As Mom’s tour ended and she started to walk home, Val insisted on giving his new friend a ride back, explaining that their dog, Daisy, was at the vet, and it was on the way to the hotel. Mom agreed and found herself sitting in the front seat conversing about the differences between driving in Dublin and America.

After a whirlwind experience of reveling in Helen’s garden, making two unexpected friends, and even meeting the family dog, Mom came back to Atlanta completely inspired and with a slight Irish accent.

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