I'll close with a few more observations about bouquets. Here's Helianthus at her wedding last night--her blog-o-nym seems quite appropriate:
And here's the centerpiece at our table. We were "cobalt"--the tables were named for gems, and we all wore colors associated with our table. Every centerpiece was different and also color-themed--we spotted iris and salvia carrying the theme in ours.
And here we are, our own bouquet, also in blue (the ribbon in the upper right hand corner is the one on the centerpiece, to give you an idea of how tall it stood).
Only one disappointment in this otherwise wonderful week. Each year, I make my almost-twin Kolkwitzia a bouquet from my garden. She loves flowers (or as she, the French teacher, calls them, fleurs), but she isn't able to garden, so I love taking her bits of mine. Typically by our birthdays, my roses are in rebloom, I have some lilies left, the daisies are in full swing, and I can fill in with flowers from herbs or from phlox or gaura. The roses haven't come back yet this year and the lilies are long gone--we're feeling the drought. This year's bouquet wasn't worth a picture (I supplemented with stuff from a florist--I confessed immediately). And I think I'm going to have to be very creative on bloom day . . .