I'm sorry I didn't get a picture of My New Orleans " creepy Christmas" as I refereed to it only to myself and B. But it was in a black urn, dripping Spanish moss with grey flocked branches and smokebush, almost black hypericum berries, burgundy kangaroo paws, silver brunia and a few white roses, an ornamental kale and tall tallow berries. Love. Strangely enough it sold instantly. Usually these are just for show.
And B.'s take on a Charleston, South Carolina Christmas flew out the door also. A clear glass compote lined with green moss and filled with magnolia leaves, blooming camellia, cotton, hydrangea, cypress and pittisporum. Swoony.
We left Charleston and took our tour group down to Miami where I did a citrus inspired arrangement in a vintage cookie tin.
And then where to you wonder? Why, Palm Springs,California, of course, for a wreath created by the always creative Betty with an air plant or two, a handful of echeverias, pepperberry and several kinds of eucalyptus.
Travel weary we paused for lunch, then bid the ladies adieu till next year.
46 more states to go, at 4 a year, this gives us 12 more years of garden club presentations.
Hmmm, maybe we can start squeezing in 5 states a year. I don't think I have another 12 left in me.
