An End of July Bridal Bouquet

Here's Becky & Lindsey putting the finishing touches on a bridal bouquet.

Photos by our customer Bill Brewer.

Summer at Home

Watering tillandsias in the kitchen sink

......and trying to remember to keep my mouth closed when I walk in the yard........else it will be full of spiderwebs.

Sticks and Stones

This may be as close to swimming in the river as I will get all summer. And if it sounds like I am whining, it is because I am. Though I must say, I did love these big bold pieces with river rocks and sunflowers......

Flowers &Art - A Winning Combination

Sometimes it doesn't take much......the spent blooms of sage and plantain and some unkown grass sitting in a bouquet by a charcoal drawing......One must not just consider the flowers.

Context is everything.

Just a Little Nothing

But what a sweet little nothing. Lindsey wrapped the stem of this boutonniere with variegated lily grass and then let it spill out the top.

Another Marcia MacDonald Memory

Here's some things Marcia could do that I never, in a million years, could do. Like I could never wear these pants. Somehow though, they were just right for her. And another thing I was remembering today is how she would refer to our male customers as "big guy".....(believe me, I could never do this, at least with a straight face....)

It sounded something like this: To the UPS driver - "Hey Big Guy", to Judge Wayne Allen -"Thanks Big Guy", to the nervous man who just bought his wife a piece of jewelry -

"Good Job, Big Guy".....Marcia just knew how to make people feel good. And that my friends is a gift.

Marcia MacDonald - You Will be Sorely Missed

Marcia MacDonald, friend of many, passed away this last week. Many of you may remember that Marcia was our manager at Passionflower from August 2005 until December 2006. And what a time it was. Marcia was beautiful, brilliant, generous, funny (extremely), and fearless when it came to creativity. She was larger than life, a force of nature, the kind of person who lit up a room and made everyone at ease. Jeweler extra-ordinaire, teacher, excellent cookie maker and fabulous dresser. If most of us attempted to wear stripes, plaids, and polka dots together we would look like demented clowns. Marcia looked uber chic...She delighted in life and the delight was infectious. She died after a two year battle with ovarian cancer. It sounds cliched but the world is less bright without her. I will remember Marcia for so many things but the one I keep coming back to is a dark and rainy night when we were driving back from a gift show in Seattle and she said to me, "the heart is a muscle too and like all muscles it needs to be exercised.." I think she was gently telling me to get out of my head and into my heart a little more. And since that time I have often thought of Marcia and contemplated the ways of the heart. Like so many, Marcia touched me in ways she did not even know.