Fresh Flower Bouquet comes Alive with My Dried Artemesia

My wonderful grocery-shopping husband came home with a little surprise tucked into one of his cheap  supermarket bags--you know, those bags that are so thin they never make it from the car to the kitchen without ripping apart.  As he came through the door, I heard an angry expletive and I went to see what all the commotion was about.

He made a reference to "cheap bags" and I  made some empathic remark as canned goods rolled across floor. He reached down among the debris and  picked up a cellophane bag of mini carnations and handed them to me. Awwwwwwwwww...what a guy!  I really need to make him some sturdy fabric shopping bags.

I thought I would put the tiny flowers in a teacup, but when I opened my dish cupboard, I saw this vintage creamer and decided it would be perfect.

 Unfortunately there were not enough mini carnations to cover the floral foam.  I thought maybe I could find some artificial flowers that would work.

 When I went to the basement, I found a pot of  artemesia that I had picked last fall. 

I always like to keep this on hand for winter bouquets.  It is not all that pretty on its own, but it is the best filler I know of -- both in the summer when it's fresh and in the winter when it's dried.

I think it worked perfectly for what I needed today!
  Unfortunately I did not think to take a picture of the sparse bouquet and I was not about to pull out all of the artemesia just to get one. You will have to trust me that without the filler, it was nothing.


Did you notice that I finished my Valentine table runner? I posted about it on my other blog. Just click here if you want to see the full runner.

I have also been searching the net for vintage valentines, which I have printed out to use on my Valentine table next month.  I have found some cute old valentines. I am not exactly sure what I will do with them, but I am thinking some of them will be used with these fabric love flowers for the centerpiece.

It's snowing here again today. It looks like another weekend holed up in my sewing room, with breaks to cook and clean. I do enjoy these weekends!