pacific coast wedding, dahlia obsession, and stick season
I was recently in Seattle for a wedding. It wasn't just any ordinary event, because it happened to be two of my best friends getting married. These two people are the kind of folks you just want around all the time, the kinda people who understand and listen to you even when you might be making nonsensical claims against the universe, (might have been me at one point in time). I was excited to have not only been a part of there day as a bridesmaid, but I also got to do their flowers! The best part of this whole thing was the bride, Alisha, works at Pike Place Market, AND it was September-smack dab in the middle of dahlia season. From the get go, I will say, I somewhat forced the dahlias upon them. They were reluctant at first, but soon realized what these beauties are about. I am a bit overly enthused about these flowers. I may or may not have slipped into a dreamworld where nothing else mattered except how beautiful and amazing these blooms are. I became obsessed. When I look at a dahlia, I see mother nature's mastery, I see something that resembles perfection, a moment of beauty that comes in every friggin color of the rainbow, and every shape, size and design. They are magical to me, like a unicorn. Obsessed. The ones we chose for their wedding were all in fall colors. Here are a few snippets, unfortunately because I was IN the wedding, I found it near to impossible to get any other pics. The ceremony structure was constructed by the groom, Jeremy, and all other materials besides the dahlias, were harvested locally. The ceremony and reception were held in the log hall of this beautiful place. I am super excited to get more pictures soon of this wedding, and will post as soon as they come in.
These massive orange dahlias were like something out of Willy Wonka
cedar, cosmos, and euphorbia flower crown for the bohemian fairy bride
Olympic range in the distance
Seattle was amazing. I got a chance to stay for an extra day after the event to decompress, eat sushi, and act like a tourist.
Amazing tuna and salmon chirashi from Chiso, I could live off this stuff.
My friends live in the beautiful neighborhood of Fremont. I walked around after visiting a hipster coffee joint, and was delighted to discover bright little bungalows, mini urban gardens, all the while huge craggy Olympic peaks watch from the distance.
And of course, I hunted down more of my favorites, these were at the dahlia garden in Volunteer Park
These last three shots are from my new place in Burlington, my mom's garlic harvest, and a leaf from peak weekend. It has been a vibrant fall here in Vermont, and it has already reached "stick" season, when all the leaves have been blown down and the woods just look like a bunch of twigs. The great thing about this is that you can actually see things you normally wouldn't since the foliage is down. A new perspective shall we say for the oncoming winter.