Floral Designer & Frostnip

I'm baaacckkk! Hello Blogging Friends. I'm back from the big T.O.. I had a wonderful time 'hamping' in a heavenly bed. I highly recommend one. Before I went to my conference I took a little detour and spent a wonderful few days with my family. My cousin is a Floral Designer. Her company's name is Oceana Whispers. Isn't that lovely? Her home is filled with all the usual suspect things for flower people: (her secret supplier for) containers of all materials and sizes, snippers, wires, pussy willows, buckets of fresh fragrant flowers - delivered directly from the airport which is minutes away - flowers imported from around the world - baskets and dainty printed insert cards, books and tulips gently placed on books and books and books, glass beads and sea glass. Oasis and moss. Gold thread. Silver and pearl wire trimmings. The house was filled will glorious floral scents. Pretty and the perfect medicine for this Canadian girl whose precious blooms are fading with the agony of our -27 degree winter weather. A sight for sore eyes. Inspiring and comforting. Flowers filled the gracious home and air with pretties and the bashfuls. It's good to be home. Talk to you all in the morning....