Refreshed the flower arrangements for my Opa as he's getting transfusions.
My Oma and Opa have a group of maple trees lining the yard between the road and their house. All of these trees are huge and make the yard deliciously cool in the summer time. My Opa says that they hung lanterns in them for his fathers graduation from college in the 1920s and they were big even then. Making them over a hundred years old. We found out that they will have to cut five of them down because they have died and might fall on the houses. It seems like one of the greatest losses on the farm. More devastating then the barn burning or the orchards being ripped out. How much this place has changed since my childhood.
This arrangement didn't happen then way I wanted too. It all started with the finding the cherry branches. I would see the trees out in the distance on the edge of the woods so silly me I set out in a dress, tights and sneakers to go retrieve them. Well the road that I thought went right by them was separated from them by a giant patch of bushes and prickers. So there was much slogging through my Opa's torn up orchard turned marsh to find some other more accessible trees. Next time I will have to be dressed properly. I found the tulip that had been so perfectly closed and lovely yesterday was fully blown open with all the heat. Then I get home to arrange and I cut the hostas and tulip too short for the tankard. It was just a mess. After much fiddling I gave up and just let it be how it wanted. I do really love all the colors together, though.