Flower of the Week
I’m all choked up …

Guess what??!!  I’ll give you one clue … ARTICHOKES WERE STILL ON SALE!  Oh.  That’s not really a clue so much as telling you the exact answer to the clue.  I’m make a terrible mystery novelist.

If you haven’t noticed by now, I have a thing for green and white floral design.  I can tell you the exact moment in my life that this fixation stems from.

When I was in grade 6 my mother told me she was going to redecorate my bedroom.  Great!, I said.  Finally a decorating scheme that will represent me as the complex, and well rounded student of the world that I am. Who happens to excel in four square.

I told my mother exactly what I wanted.  I wanted a green and white bedroom.  Green and white striped sheets, white walls, green curtains and above-all-else several hanging spider plants.  Preferably hanging in some sort of macrame concoction.  You can ask my mother about this if you ever see her at the liquor store.  She’ll confirm to this day that this is the room that I wanted and asked for.

However, when I arrived home from school, after an especially trying day of making fun of girl’s wearing Cougar boots, I was presented with something entirely different.  The second I walked in the door, my mother announced she had done my room.  It was like Christmas, but with spider plants instead of pine trees!  I couldn’t even wait to see my vision completed.

I ran up the stairs and was nearly knocked back in horror as I entered a room … that was rose.  Rose coloured walls, accented with a hideous floral comforter and equally hideous matching sheets.  My room was a version of … pink.  It looked nothing like the sophisticated “Three’s Company” pad I had asked for.  It was as though Laura Ashley had thrown up on the sophisticated “Three’s Company” pad in some violent act of vengeance.   It was awful and I hated it and I will never forget it.  As a kid I used to rip the heads off my dolls and throw them under my bed so, you’d think my mother would understand I really wasn’t a “rose-coloured” kindda gal.  In grade 6 my favourite book was The Amityville Horror – again … not a “rose-coloured” kindda gal.  I was a green and white spider plant kindda gal!

And I still am. (for the purpose of this vision, a spider mum will be playing the part of a spider plant)

Get yourself 5 or 6 artichokes ($1.99)

1 long stemmed Monstera Leaf ($2.99)

3 pieces of bear grass - tied together at ends with twist tie (0.99)

1 medieval looking floral frog

1 low vase

Insert Monstera leaf and bear grass into frog. Tie grass to leaf stem with twist tie to stop grass from flopping too much.

Insert frog into water filled vase

place artichokes all around base. make sure to give the ends a fresh cut first.

Insert the spider mum wherever you think it looks good.

Behold the contemporary artichoke arrangement

I’ll bet you think today’s lesson is rudimentary floral design don’t you? It isn’t. The lesson learned today is, if your kid wants to redecorate his or her room let them do it. Even if they want to paint it black, or even worse rose … let them do it. Just ask my mom.  I’m sure she’d agree.


  1. Langela says:

    I got a flower arrangement yesterday. It is more “country child” than “contemporary”, but it smells heavenly. My kids went on an adventure walk and came back with handfuls of wild phlox. So much better than the usual dandelions or other common weeds they bring me!

    I love the height you put in your arrangements. My son does a nice job of putting in varying heights when he picks me weeds and grass, but the girls have no “vision” that way.

    • Karen says:

      Hah! Oh that’s funny. I’m pretty sure I didn’t have any vision when I was a weed picker either!

      • Langela says:

        Do you know how hard it is to come up with something encouraging to say about weeds brought to you with such proud smiles? “Oh, honey, that is such a nice shade of yellow.” or ” Wow! the bees sure like that one.” or sometimes ” Where did you ever find so many of those?” At times I am quite sneaky if they are really awful. I will say, ” Lay those right there in the hot sun while we go for a walk and then we will put them in something….Oh, no! I guess they got too hot. Well, we know that for next time.” They have yet to catch on to that one.

  2. susie says:

    You and I would’ve been diary-sharing soul-sisters. My twin beds (yes, I had two, thanks to a relative needing to offload a twin bed)were covered in thin, pale-green-and-white gingham bedspreads. Both beds were pushed up against the walls the long way, to better assume the form of sofas, and with my organic pottery pieces made by my dad and my turntable, it was the swingingest pad on the block.

    Luckily for me, my mom does not care for the color pink.

  3. Kate says:


    This arrangement is the highest and best use for artichokes I’ve ever seen! Believe me, I know. I had to eat a lot of artichokes as a kid, and I’d MUCH rather see them in a vase than on a plate. Except for artichoke hearts. There’s always an exception.

    Excellent use of spider mum too, btw.

  4. Uncle Shifty says:

    We’re going to get you help. I know an artichoke dependents’ support group.

  5. leslie says:

    I said I wanted a lime green room. One day, I came home, and my dad moved me into my brother’s smaller room which was newly painted lime green. 😀

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