The first Tuesday in December is showtime at work for us.
A group of about 40 ladies in Chanel suits show up for a floral demonstration. They belong to a DC garden club and they're in it for the shopping and the entertainment.
My work amiga Betty and I provide the entertainment. Every year we have a theme, the theme occurs to us in November when someone calls to ask " What's the title of the program". I quickly spit out something then promptly forget about it until the first of December. This year was Winter Wonderland. We made it snow for them today.
We filled bowls with "snow" and a few cymbidium blossoms, pepper berries and small gold pine cones. And loaded birch bark sleeves with tallow berries and eucalyptus buds, white roses and evergreens and a silvered protea.
There was a wreath with gold hydrangea and galax leaves, white birch branches and birds nests. There was a milk glass compote overflowing with roses and ornamental kale, calla lilies and mistletoe and a fat white pillar candle. There were cylinders layered with cranberries, more "snow" and floating candles.
We chatted, told stories on ourselves, arranged flowers; they clapped and asked many questions. The hour flew by and they had to drag us off the stage.
But lunch awaited and even we can't compete with food. The real show. Till next year ladies. Merry Christmas.