When I left my corporate life behind a few years ago, I remember telling someone that I needed to touch the earth again. I spent my childhood in the country and something in me was longing for wide open spaces again. While the summer and fall landscape in the Shenandoah Valley are spectacular, I look forward to the stillness of winter. The fields are golden and dried remnants of wildflowers and grasses have taken the place of green vines and wild roses. Morning frost highlights the intricate patterns on fallen leaves and the beautiful forms of trees are revealed against a pale blue sky.
I wanted to capture this icy stillness in a foraged bouquet. After a season of creating lush bouquets filled with petal rich flowers, I was ready for something lean, spare and quiet. These looks have me wishing for a winter wedding.