Last Sunday, while posted up at the Farmers Market, I noticed something on my table. A bit of empty space. And that’s when it happened. I made a decision.

Must. Incorporate. Fresh. Flowers.

I love walking into local boutiques, getting a whiff of the freshly cut blooms. It just adds something so… what’s the word…. fresh and happy and youthful and joyous! It just makes the toes tingle, and what’s not to love about that feeling? So, after much brainstorming, I’ve* figured out the best way to showcase the buds {insert as many adjectives for “flower” as possible into this post}: in my favorite vintage tin cans.

*Sending my gratitude to Bethany, my friend over at 42nd and Orange for really helping me to see this new sight {thanks to her picture of freshly cut stems from her Grand Opening party}.