I made a trip to the funeral home yesterday to pick up things that had been left in their care. Most of the flowers went to the cemetery, but there were six arrangements waiting for me. The only bouquet that was white was a beautiful low mass of white flowers in a round bowl that must be about eight inches high.
The flowers are packed densely, and are all about the same height. It’s rather like an over-sized tussy-mussy. There are creamy white roses, chrysanthemums that look like Fuji mums, snapdragons, white asters, hydrangea, alstromeria and the pale leaves and flower heads of eucalyptus. It’s incredibly elegant, and I would never have thought to blend these particular flowers. It’s impact was even greater because it was surrounded by huge bouquets in a range of Fall colors. We chose dark red and golden sunflowers, bronze mums and flowers that reminded us all of the height of the change of color, accented with red roses and blue delphinium. I think we have pictures of the flowers, and I’ll try to post them.
I was not looking forward to bringing the bouquets home, but they are providing a little grace as we settle in to the idea that EM is gone. EM would have loved them all.