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Olga Prinku

I am a bit of a flower fiend. Floral prints, flower-centric artwork, fresh flowers in the house, faux flowers that look like real flower around the house. I absolutely love the color and visual interest flowers bring to almost everything. The other day I was wasting time on Instagram and I discovered artist Olga Prinku. Her Instagram is absolutely incredible. She creates gorgeous works of art with real flowers incorporated into embroidery.

 These delicate pieces are created by carefully stitching dried flowers on to tulle stretched over wooden frames. Aside from the collar above of course which was probably stitched on a frame and then trimmed it down and fitted it over the fabric. 

Crazy beautiful, right? I would love to curate an entire gallery wall of these intricate pieces.

Images from here, here & here.


Floral Wishlist

The weather just keeps getting warmer here in sunny Florida, and as the sun shines brighter and the thermostat climbs, I am finding myself wanting to forsake my signature black attire and don something lighter in both feel and in color. The resurgence of 90’s florals has hit me with a big dose of nostalgia, and I find myself lingering over this or that, thinking about the thing I had way back when that looked so very much like it. So many items in fact, I decided to put together a little wishlist and share it with you guys.

  1. Floral Twist Bikini Top & BottomTorrid
  2. Sleeveless Angled Hemmed Midi DressSoma
  3. Bekah Slip DressFashion to Figure
  4. Floral Bouquet LeggingsLoralette
  5. Floral Ear Cuff – Chelsea’s Flowercrowns
  6. Floral Hi-Low TopForever21
  7. Deva Double Flower Drop EarringsFrancesca’s
  8. Macinee Flip FlopsNine West
  9. Floral SunglassesAmazon

Obviously, I just can’t help myself, and there is a little bit of black in this featured group, but much much less than usual.  When I saw that floral ear cuff in the middle? I almost died, it’s so gorgeous and the perfect option for days when a traditional full flower crown might be a bit oppressive. I find myself quite torn between simply purchasing it or attempting to DIY one for myself so I can have exactly what I want. The safe bet would be to just do both though, right? 😉


The Flora Forager

This time of year I am almost giddy with all of the beautiful blossoms and foliage that are popping up all over the place. I may put the occasional flower in my hair or make a nice arrangement for the fireplace (the only place the cats can’t reach), but Bridget Beth Collins aka Flora Forager takes making the most from nature’s bounty to a whole other level. I first discovered her Instagram account when it was featured on another Instagram account. Instead of the “huh, that’s pretty” followed by the haphazard like and deftly moving on, I found myself fascinated by the image and the tiny bits and bobs it took to create it. Unfortunately, the other account didn’t have the artist tagged (rude), but a quick search on Pinterest got me not only a name, but several forms of social media that all contained lovely images for me to fawn over.


She makes the flower crowns for funsies, and I am so very jealous; I’d have one for every day of the week if I could. 
This lovely little moth was the first image I was talking about. So delicate and beautifully composed, like something from a fairy tale. 

I now follow Ms. Collins on Facebook as well; we could all use a bit of pretty to relieve the tedium of the incessant political debating, am I right? You can also find prints and books available on the artist’s website.

 

All images are from here


Outing & Abouting: Bok Tower

Before all the mess that happened in December, I hadn’t been back to the town where I grew up since my wedding shower, almost seven years ago. I figured since we were there, it wouldn’t be a horrible idea to schedule in a few “fun” activities to give us a break from all the stress and sadness. One of the places at the top of the “to do” list was Bok Tower Gardens. Bok Tower has been around since 1929, a generous gift to the American people from immigrant Edward W. Bok as a token of appreciation for all of the wonderful opportunities he’d found in our country.

 The original tower and surrounding gardens have been painstakingly maintained, but over the years the grounds have expanded to include a visitor center, additional gardens, a children’s area and now a gorgeous outdoor kitchen with nearby edible garden. I grew up running around the trails and feeding the lazy koi that live in the tower’s moat. We’ve been to Easter sunrise service, listened to orchestral concerts under the stars, and spent hours stretched out on a picnic blanket under their towering trees.   This most recent trip, it was monarch season and we were lucky enough to see all stages of butterfly development, although the poor milkweed plants were considerably worse for the wear after playing host to hoards of voracious caterpillars. 

When I was much younger, I was convinced that these giant lily pads were in fact, fairy stages. That the fairies waited until the gardens closed, and then hosted elaborate affairs atop these massive (easily 2-3 feet across) green boats. Fireflies would weave about over head, and the fairies who were tired of dancing could recline in the flowers and still enjoy the festivities. As the sun began to rise, they’d all return to their homes all over the garden and sleep soundly for the day while we humans explored their garden.

 When I graduated high school, I was allowed to climb to the top of the tower and run my fingers across the carillon’s “keyboard”. The tower is not open to the public, and other than being a graduating senior, the only other way to see the inside it to purchase one of their top tier memberships. It’s a lot of stairs, but an amazing opportunity that many a local would turn green with jealousy over.

Even though we’ve been before, it was nice to share this place with Andy again. No matter now much is added and no matter how far the grounds expand, this place feels like home, and every time I visit I feel the desire to curl up on the grass and just listen to the breeze ruffling the leafy canopy overhead. 
Someday I will own a fountain just like this one. Frogs, painted tiles, and all 🙂

It was a wonderful distraction, and one that I am hoping to indulge in again the next time we have to head down south for another round of cleanup.


The Lincoln Park Conservatory

When doing research for our Chicago trip, I happened upon an Instagram series of gorgeous garden pics which seemed to be taken in a large greenhouse. A quick note to the user and I had a name: The Lincoln Park Conservatory. Said user gave me a few other tips, but told me I absolutely had to pay a visit if my schedule permitted. Sunday, we found ourselves with an open afternoon, so we made our way to Lincoln Park to see what we could see.

 The first thing I want to say is that this amazing place is free to the public. FREE. As in no dollars. There is a box in the lobby for donations, but other than that, nothing. The place is well maintained and absolutely gorgeous. With the overcast day, it reminded me a little of the green house in The Haunting, but that is probably just me.     The conservatory is a series of large glass rooms all connected by a meandering path. There are flowers and plants of all types, and knowledgable staff/volunteers (honestly, I’m not sure which) are scattered about to answer any questions one might have… and also, I suspect, to keep people from touching or picking the flora.  While the ponds were my favorite, I did enjoy the orchid room. Mostly because orchids are such finicky plants and to see so many with such variety was very impressive.    It’s difficult to tell in this picture, but that little glass box is full of carnivorous plants. I know they don’t hurt people, but they still freak me out a little.   Truly, I wish Andy and I were better at gardening. He has a black thumb, and I am prone to over watering. Someday though, maybe we’ll figure it out. 

Such a beautiful place, and while a decent size, it doesn’t take long to walk through. Definitely check it out if you find yourself in the windy city with some spare time.