“It’s magic!” Her excited squeal echoed down the hall from her bedroom, where I had left a small vase of blossoms left over from Saturday’s post-wedding treat. I had created my own bouquet from the honeysuckle roses and white gerberas, and I made a mini-bouquet for Pip with what I had left. I couldn’t have bestowed the gift on a more grateful recipient. Even when she figured out it wasn’t magic, she was still quite happy to accept – and play – with her little gift.
I usually try to justify the cost of my flowers by doing a shoot with them (or, you know, to hold onto them a little longer, since flowers don’t stay), so I’d been waiting for sun. But these things don’t really go as planned and the Charleston weather has been a bit cloudier this year than it usually is, so I didn’t take pictures of my bouquet until this morning in between clouds.
Not that I minded. Pip, being every bit as girly and picture-happy as I am, decided she wanted to help, so we took ten minutes and played with camera and flowers and Piper’s new pink plaid dress. She was happy and I was happy, and we both heart the flowers. Like, REALLY heart the flowers. If you want to make us happy, send us flowers. I’m serious. ;-)
P.S. On another light-and-happy note (because we can still hit those, client situations and barometric pressure notwithstanding), there’s a preview from Friday’s wedding at The Girl in the White Dress.