We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Mrs. BD is good with flowers and other things. It always amused me that she thought she invented flat flower arrangements until a flower arrangement judge informed her that her multi-level blue-ribbon construction was pave (with accent aigu), but inventively layered to a 6' height. Pave, once a popular avant garde style, is commonplace nowadays. It's good because it does not block cross-table conversation.
"It always amused me that she thought she invented flat flower arrangements until a flower arrangement judge informed her that her multi-level blue-ribbon construction was pave (with accent aigu), but inventively layered to a 6' height. Pave, once a popular avant garde style, is commonplace nowadays."
I'm going to go ahead and assume you know that you sound like a pretentious ass.
What a way to pack a table. Arrangements for 12? I hope y'all get along famously rubbing knees together like that. Still a pretty picture of what can be done with limited space. My biggest gripe with flower arrangements has always been those that think "taller is better" for a center piece. Obviously the mrs. there has learned better, bless her heart. Adding TO the ambiance is the design goal, not BEING the ambiance. Flowers should be a background bit in a table setting, not the point. Well done Mrs. BD!
For my beloved and myself cut flowers are a glorious exclamation of life! I buy them when we are facing hard times. He cultivates and cuts them to show me his love. We share them one at a time, or as a plethora of abundance. WE LOVE FLOWERS!
Once upon a time--long, long ago. My beloved childless aunt gave me the money for the day: money for groceries. I bought a huge bouquet of carnations and some Rice a Roni. I forgot to buy the pork chops and vegetables. I was 15 and it felt so grand to be carrying home that large bouquet. When Nana came home from work late and tired,she prepared dinner. A little while later we sat down to table. She had set the table with her best white linen, great grandma's crystal and silver were at each of three place settings. Of course, in the middle of the table was my huge, abundant, plush bouquet of carnations.
She passed around the Rice a Roni and said only that sometimes "a loaf of bread, a glass of wine and thee" are all that are necessary. The carnations had taken the place of the glass of wine. Thank you NANA!