Winter Wind
Join me in the Drawing Room as I discuss the song that inspired my latest vignette with the Warmhouse Story Music Maven and my friend, Melissa Foster.
Fantastic Floofy Flora
When approaching a concept with the whimsy of a marshmallow world, this Atmospherist had to ponder the use of botanicals that were both bonny and beautiful. Step into the Warmhouse to read about where my imagination took me!
Falling in Love with Hannukah
Due to the Jewish Calendar, Hanukkah falls on different days on our commonly used solar calendar. This means it can happen when it feels like fall in most of the US or sometimes winter. How did we explore the fall of it all? Read on!
Flowers Served Dead, Two Ways
Dried florals have such inherent beauty to them. They represent the cycles of growth and decay. For Halloween, though, you might need to darken the mood and slay with decay!
Falling for Green
When you close your eyes and think of the colors of autumn, it is likely that warm tones of yellow, orange red and brown fill your mind. I am finding, over the years, that green is the unsung hero color of the fall. How can that be? Join me in the Warmhouse to get the scoop!
Lavender in the Leaves
I’ve been loving lavender lately along with other fragrant foliage that are highly herbaceous. How did I weave these beauties together into a fantastical forest inspired teatime with dangling ceramics? Very. Carefully.
Blooming Bites
I was well down my path of floral fascination before I really took time to stop and eat the flowers. Diving in to learn more came about after I was adding dried flowers into my charcuterie spreads and not really thinking that anyone would eat them. Luckily no one ever did. First, they would have tasted awful. Second, they would have been the worst kind of crunchy. Third, most would not be very good for your health.
Flying Flowers, Planted Birds
One of the very most activating parts of putting together a concept for entertaining is incorporating elements of the natural world. Each time I share one of my tables with you, I’ll spend some time talking about nature and how it influences my point of view. For this table, “If I Cannot Fly, Let Me Sing” I know that I’d need to evoke a sense of bursting forth. I started with the old suitcases. They were filled with some keepsakes on a shelf at home. I was determined that nature would be bursting out of a floating suitcase.