Royal Adelaide Show
I haven’t been to the show for years, put off by all the bad bits. Seriously though, the Goyder pavilion is amazing - I went in yesterday to deliver my flower arrangement and now I’m totally converted. Huge banks of orchids, nursery displays, floral exhibits. David Ruston was there and it was lovely to meet this member of rose royalty. Well into his eighties, David is creating the most beautiful floral arrangements for what will be his last show ever (don’t miss it).
As I was leaving, the line of people delivering their cakes, slices and jams was weaving out through the doorway. As I looked at all these ladies clutching their tupperware I felt a little bit emotional to be a part of this continuing tradition. Quietly buzzing along behind the flashing grotesque of the showrides, this pavilion is the real bit of the show, connecting Adelaide to its surrounding countryside, and to a simpler time.
My arrangement looked a bit lonely on its clean white plinth under the neon lights so I’ve included some pics of it in the studio in a more romantic context.
If I could be anywhere….wildflower meadow. And possibly my favourite movie ever.
Spring Springing
White prunus blossoms from our farm. They are always some of the first blossoms to emerge and I cut a huge armful of them to take into the studio. Such delicate beauty infused with the faint scent of honey. Blossoms = Spring= sunshine= blue skies = end of Winter= happy happy me.
Winter Bouquets
Every Winter I wonder if it really was a bad idea to move up here to the ‘Hills, its so damn cold. We moan about our desire to buy a cosy apartment somewhere in the inner city with central heating and carpet and nice modern insulation. But then Spring comes and I relent, and then get all smug and think that yes what a good idea it was to live out here, as if we would ever live in the city when the sun is shining on the orchard and the birds are peeping. Winter can be hard. And muddy.
Anyway, to cheer us all up here are some of my bouquets, all made in Winter. The people at the Tulip farm in Victoria work their magic so that we can get them early (mine are still green points poking through the soil). These parrot tulips and double tulips are off the dial, amazing. And the waterlilies….
