A beautiful June Bride with a Vision

Once again, Ann MacMullan www.rootstoblooms.com  has poetically evoked a joyful wedding reception we designed at the Merion Cricket Club in Haverford, Pennsylvania this past June. The flowers and decor were exceptional and unique but the beauty of the bride far exceeded any design we could ever create! Her Poise, her kindness and her artistic talent were evident at every meeting prior to the wedding. The natural beauty of this young woman was echoed by her vision of her soon to be wedding reception. Graceful maidenhair fern,various moss species and dripping clematis are some of the items that come to mind when I envision the candle lit ballroom.

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

 Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell:
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

What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here,
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