We all have our idiosyncrasies and I'm known amongst my close family and friends as a neat freak. Always cleaning and organizing, I try not to follow people in my house to put their glass in the dishwasher before they are done drinking their soda or wine. I try not to fluff up the pillows on the couch when they get up and leave the room. I try not to multitask with housework instead of giving them my undivided attention. I'm grateful they extend me grace and chuckle under their breath when I get caught indulging my need to have visual order.
This trait of mine, of course, carries over into my dahlia obsession. When I first started growing dahlias, I only had a few blush color varieties. When I would make a bouquet of Cafe au Laits or Sweet Loves, I was so enamored with the dreamy petals, I wanted nothing else to distract from what I thought were some of the most beautiful flowers I had ever seen. For several years, I would give these pastel bunches to my fellow gardeners at the community garden and people would be just as taken with the one-variety arrangement as I was. It seemed to us that the diva of the garden, the dahlia, did not need anything to enhance her beauty.
When I started my business, my customers were thrilled to be buying dahlia bouquets - some arrangements were all one variety like Otto's Thrill and sometimes I would mix up forms together like balls, cactus and pompons. My aunt Kathy and I had great success selling the formal decoratives called, All That Jazz and Diva and she came up with the arrangement name - All That Diva Jazz! These two varieties would be paired together with no other flower fillers and would even be a part of a wedding at the renowned Garden of the Gods Park. Never once did a customer ask why I didn't have other flower fillers (Sweet Peas, Snapdragons, Lisianthus, Lily of the Valley, Bells of Ireland, etc.) and I suspect it is because they were all so smitten with the dahlias.
While I and my customers were happy about the simplicity and boldness of what I was offering, I couldn't help but feel that I was a bit of a contrarian. You see, most of the flower farmers I know and follow do these elaborate bouquets with all kinds of flowers and greenery in them. I would also see flower arrangements done by professional florists, and I usually struggled deciding where I'm suppose to focus if there are multiple types of flowers along with greenery or leaves in the arrangement. My mind wonders if the foliage trailing the vase or bowl was intentional and if there are lots of colors, textures and sizes - well sometimes it just seems to me to be a hot mess.
|