wild romantic flower tangle

Last week's wedding brief was bijou: only a bridal bouquet, two bridesmaids' posies, two corsages and ten buttonholes.  Romantic, soft-coloured flowers, blush pink with a smattering of deep dark red and deep green leaves.  It was with a sense of luxury that I set about picking for the order, all alone in the garden that morning with the sunny showers and the faint birdsong.  Pickings are definitely thinning out now in the flower garden, but for a small order there is still seemingly infinite choice, and I can select what seem to me the perfect components for each bouquet and buttonhole.  Our favourite Sybil dahlias are producing a high proportion of peachy pink-flushed cream pompon flowers just now, and the clematis montana is exploring the tall brick walls with long snaking deep red tendrils, perfect for adding movement and wildness to a bouquet.  The Claire Austin rose is making lovely creamy cup shaped balls of flowers, which I love to put with sprays of peachy yarrow and the little striped star seedheads of love-in-a-mist.  I used feathery asparagus fern to froth out the buttonholes and corsages, and put some warmer coloured flowers into the bridesmaids' posies; fluffy pink scabious and coral dahlias, with delicate arching spires of baby pink toadflax, neat little sprigs of jasmine foliage, and scented stems of fragrant leaved pelargoniums.  The flowers were all collected from us by a farmer friend of the couple's, and wedged meticulously into the back of his landrover with old feed sacks. Thankfully they arrived at the wedding venue in good condition, and I hope that the feed smell was overpowered by the fragrance of roses, sweet peas and jasmine.

In other news, our autumn bulb orders have started to arrive, and are being stored in the bothy in big potato baskets, until we have time to plant them.  They look so gnarly and earthen, it is wonderful to think of them bringing forth our next crop of flowers in the spring.