We spent today manning a soap booth at the Brooklyn Flea. So hot, no tent. We have an e-z up tent in the truck, but unloading this morning Eric and I looked at each other and shrugged...tents are for pussy's!
Not so. By 2 pm I was feeling delirious and shaken from the sun. I spent the rest of the day cowering under a rain umbrella duck-taped to a folding chair. Now I can't decide if I feel sick from too much water (over-hydration is real) or not enough. Once a hypochondriac, always a hypochondriac.

We're heading to dinner now ... then I'm going home to sleep for 3 days. The wedding Friday was really draining (but fantastic). I'll share those pics soon -- in the meantime you can see some other photos from the Wave Hill wedding on Didi's blog Little Winter Bride. Love her style. Also love that she was a winter bride. We need more winter wedding enthusiasts...

Happy memorial day folks...
Sarah

vacant sex scenes and profanity.

[peonies, scented geranium, goosenecks, lisianthus, dogwood, and a cockscomb tucked in there.]

I'll be incommunicado for the next few days as we're prepping a big wedding...I just watched The Age of Innocence as per Mousey's suggestion. When it was almost over Aaron shoved the box in front of me and said, "Where are the sex scenes?!? On the back of the box they [Michelle Pfeiffer and Daniel Day Luis] are naked!" False advertising. Consider yourself forewarned.

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This is a picture of some old mossy branch in our shop right now. It's called mossy branch because thats what flower vendors want to call it. Flower vendors at the 28th street market are 99% men. One particular vendor is run by a few men who closely remind me of ... well lets say they have names like Don and Chubbs. Recently I was in this particular vendor's space while he was on the phone with a client:

"What do I have right now? Well I got some hydge [hydrangea], Jersey nuncs [ranuncula] ... but let me tell you ... what I really got is peonies....[he quickly eyes the 45 odd boxes of Carolina peonies stacked up]....f**kin' peonies."

I stood there staring at him chewing his cigar. Wow. In my floral world of women and ... more women ... this man has become my hero. I'm going to start answering our phone with the F word.

This peony variety is called Paula Fey.

Cake topper below for a 'sunset colored' wedding. Baked makes some pretty exquisite wedding cakes. For all those of you who don't know Red Hook, they are across the street from us and give us a good amount of cake-topping business. We reciprocate in cookie purchases. I guess between the two of us we average 3 cookies per week. Maybe 4. That is approximately 294 cookies since we opened. Or about $600 in cookies. Oh my God.

5 of the best things that ever happened to me.

1. discovering how good whole milk tastes.
1.5 realizing you can freeze cookie dough to make a warm cookie when you want one.
2. finding this beaded necklace which I now wear everyday.
3. trusting homeopathy
4. discovering a small trampoline in the basement
5. Stevie Nicks

Spyria saved the day with these centerpieces from Saturday's wedding. I had been planning on using dogwood, but the suckers just wouldn't force open soon enough. This worked out much better, the spyria served as a great anchor for the peonies and smaller flowers.
We're off to stimulate the economy today. Wishing you a day of Emmy Lou Harris and a pistachio ice cream cone.

Sarah

All I did was ask

The weather yesterday was idyllic for the wedding we worked on at Wave Hill. I will post more photos tomorrow. We were escorted around in a GOLF CART folks!!! VIP coming through at 15 mph! I love it there ... and actually I spoke to some of the staff and they said it was OK and "like totally cool" for me to move in. Go figure. So I'm sad to say I will be leaving Red Hook to take up residence at the Wave Hill Mansion. I will miss the unusual litter, the methadonians, and people stealing herbs right out of my container garden. I will also miss "Cracky," the resident outsider artist and the Grand Opening of Ikea on June 18th. Oh well.


P.S. I'm going to admit that Sofie B. Hawkins Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover just came on the radio and I am sort of enjoying it right now.

the great cake-caper, plus a scene from wedding prep.