For starters, our date was in February, which is not a great time to harvest local growing flowers. All my favourites were out, such as dahlias, peonies, snap dragons, and so on. Had I provided Janice with a summer wedding date, say, July—oh my—the potential would have been unlimited.
Janice knew there was no point in competing with the lush surroundings we’d be in and told me so during our first visit to this gorgeous venue. (I’d been envisioning all these beautiful tropical arrangements through out...so this was my first lesson.)
I should say, right now and upfront, that I’ve seen enough of her wedding arrangements over the years, that I had complete trust in her opinion. Except. I wasn’t the average bride. I was much, much worse. Why? Because I simply told Janice to do what she thought would work. I wanted a mixture of tropical and local flowers, in an all red theme, and I wanted to be surprised. See? Not your average bride. I can’t imagine the pressure on her, despite me telling her that she had to create arrangements so amazing that they would outdo anything she’d ever created in the past. ‘No pressure, Janice’ I gleefully told her. (I realize now how mean I was.)
Plus, I didn’t want everything to be matchy matchy. Oh no. I wanted my bridal party bouquets in all red, but I didn’t want her to match the wedding bouquets to the hall arrangements to the dinner table arrangements and so on.
We made an announcement at the end of the night that the fresh flower arrangements could go home with guests as long as it was a friendly decision. Silly us! It goes without saying there was an actual stampede for the table arrangements, the hallway arrangements, the bathroom arrangements; someone even took the bar arrangement. I had to stop several guests who wanted to make off with my new Mom’s all white flower bouquet!
Actually on second thought, I really may be luckier than most. She somehow read my mind and gave me everything I could have dreamed of or imagined.
Wedding photography by Core Photography