In preparation of a 'no roses please' wedding, I decided against pre booking lisianthus to avoid higher prices and inferior product. I took my chances early one morning last week and swept through the Market where I found the best of the lot that were 75 percent greenery and buds. The open flowers were unbruised: there was hope.
While many in my profession love to use the little lisianthus buds for accent flowers, I find them annoying. One or two here and there seems fine, but I've seen them dominate an arrangement and to me, it isn't pretty.
That said, it was an obvious choice to remove all of them: ALL OF THEM, even the swelled buds showing color, which I put in a separate container and left in the window where they would get some morning sun.
Even though it was early in the week, I wanted to avoid putting them in the cold chest where they seem to get a bit moist. Risky, but I left them out.
They swelled and opened up. So pretty: perfect petals.
Lots of other flowers played a supporting role to these beauties.
Right next door, Jen was waiting for her flowers. The desk gave us the wrong room number. The Bride
in room 321 deserves the Composure Award of the year. Hats off to her.