The month of May brought peonies, by the bucketful, and a host of flowering weeds. Also rolling through were the bearded heads of irises, in all their subtle hues and dramatic complexity and ephemeral quick-fade. We had bright orange poppies, one week, with papery petals. And now, in early June, roses have begun to bust out so quickly I can barely keep tabs on which sidewalk-overspilling bushes are still in bud and which are too open to cut.
And it RAINED.
I know I'm not the only tiny farmer or flower peddler without adequate time for writing. Still and the same, I hope to get better about it STARTING RIGHT NOW. (Now I know this blog is real, right? Every silly blogger apologizes to their ghostly audience after every period of radio silence.)
What I want to start today, though, is a compendium of some of the things that are inspiring me out there on the Innertubes. Here's begins the list: click it!
Sarah Ryhanen designs arrangements like a Dutch Master (the painter, not the smoking tool) and emphasizes the natural freakiness of every object she works with. Her bouquets are necessarily off-kilter, leaning, splayed out, spilling over. They trail down the sides of tables and drop petals, just like I like it. And she's farming, too, at World's End, a place I desperately want to visit, and have a feeling I'll never want to leave once I do. They'll have to drag me outta there. Sarah writes a lot about being busy, about reality versus vision, about successes despite anxieties, and about how far she's come with her business. I lean on her blog and am hungry for it; whenever she posts, it's like a little window into what I could someday be up to. Plus her photos are unbelievable.
. . . more dreamboaty flowerstuffs to come . . .