This Morning I played the organ at Blyford Church. ( I was pleased to see the Paperwhites I had put there for the carol service were still in full bloom).This set me thinking about our village churches here in Suffolk. Imposing buildings certainly and symbols of times past. Here in the countryside they also maintain a way of life. A seasonal cycle from Christmas to Harvest, Mothering Sunday to Easter. They are also a meeting place, a place for flower festivals and Fêtes. I visit them filling them with flowers for weddings, bringing the outside in.Times to celebrate, gatherings of family and friends. I love the light. Tranquil, peaceful, thoughtful places. The church yards often sheltering wild life and wild flowers. This morning a robin emerged from the Yew as we came out into the winter sunshine. A pause in our busy lives.
My story in flowers started as a child growing a tiny patch of London Pride Saxifraga...also known as Whimsey or Look Up and Kiss Me! Fast forward to 8 years ago when I started a City and Guilds training in floristry. I qualified as a florist and then to deepen my growing knowledge and skills I trained in horticulture as well. I trained under a WRAGS scheme at Darsham Nurseries and at Somerleyton Hall. Developing a passion for both growing and designing/arranging British garden flowers, I planted a cutting garden. Having become increasingly concerned about where and how flowers are grown, coupled with a love of British grown flowers. and natural styling, I now specialise in growing and using beautiful British grown flowers to make romantic natural designs. for weddings, events, gifts and much more.