Wreaths were the first floristry type thing I started doing. I've been making them for a few years now - way before weddings, they used to make my stall look nice at Christmas when I sold vintage things.
After making them for friends, family and anyone else who wanted them for a couple of years - and learning how to make them properly at Swallows and Damsons wreath school - last year I decided to run a workshop in my local village hall. I filled it in 2 days so this year I ran 3!
This year I have found a 'legal' supply of locally grown spruce which has helped avoid a few dodgy looks. I still love foraging at this time of year though, nature continually gives even in the depths of winter. Spiky hawthorn branches, which I always regret when ramming everything in the car, all varieties of ivy and holly with multi coloured berries. And of course I can't forget the annual drive by pinching of pampas from a friends front garden.
I hope everyone who came this year is proud of their creations. It amazes me how no two wreaths ever seem to be the same, like snowflakes. For me it doesn't get much more Christmassy than making your own wreath whilst sipping on mulled wine and eating mince pies, the scent of Christmas most definitely in the air.
Thank you to Matt Horan and Rachel Grace for the photos and video xoxo