The following June morning her family held a Quaker ceremony at the Haverford Meeting House. The classic bride wore a family heirloom gown from the early 19th century and a whimsical wreath in her cascading hair. The groom simply beamed at his stunning bride.
To be chosen for this memorable day I was both delighted and honored. Days like these are the ones we never forget.
For all those who might have forgotten Shakesphere's "A Mid-Summers Night's Dream," read below and see how we accomplished Megan's Fairytale.
A midsummer’s night wedding
Posted on June 7, 2012 by Ann Last week, I met the Nancy Saam flower gang at the Merion Cricket Club in Haverford, PA. Our mission: to create a wedding day in the tone of A Midsummer’s Night Dream. It was to be a whimsical woodland, a graceful garden, and a summery sweet setting; the type of shindig that the Fairy Queen herself would attend.
I know a bank whereon the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses, and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania some time of the night,
Lulled in these flowers with dances and delight;
And there the snake throws her enamelled skin,
Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in.
|—Bridal table canopy
|—Structural materials: birch trunks, curly willow, honey locust branches, and smilax vine wound down around birch trunks
It fell upon a little western flower,
Before milk-white, now purple with love’s wound,
And maidens call it, Love-in-idleness.
|—Some of the gorgeous materials used on the arbor: clematis, hanging amaranth, yarrow, nigella, viburnum, hydrangea, and more…
Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
|—Marlene wraps the woodland cake with smilax vine, atop a tree trunk
So near the cradle of the fairy queen?
|—Centerpiece with pitcher plants, astilbe, fern, poppy, white scabiosa + seedpods, veronica, and chocolate cosmos
|—Nancy Saam tweaks the centerpieces
|—Pitcher plant, sarracenia – carnivorous!
|—Brenda trails smilax vine on the candelabras
What angel wakes me from my flowery bed?
|—Jane puts the finishing touches on her large cocktail arrangement
So we grew together,
Like to a double cherry, seeming parted,
But yet an union in partition;
Two lovely berries moulded on one stem;
So, with two seeming bodies, but one heart.
Posted from the blog of Ann MacMullan www.rootstoblooms.com