Last week the highlight of my week was sneaking (hobbling) into Martha's Garden for some greenery. That's right folks, fresh greens, pine and seeded eucalyptus. It was my first (and thus only) foray into the holiday season. And, damn. It feels good.
A flower studio, a real one, is so dreamy isn't it? There is a faint smell of dirt and the buzz of people working. But not the miserable buzz of people stuck working in a cube on an excel spreadsheet. But the buzz of people creating flower magic. The florist told me they had 3 weddings that weekend they were preparing for, ah. Magic, right?