When I was asked to work on the David Jones Flower Show this year by Seed Flora I was beyond excited. I was warned that it would be long days to the wee hours of the morning at times. I always knew how amazing the show was, but boy I think I will always appreciate it so much more now that I’ve seen the amount of hard work that goes into it.
Basically David Jones, Elizabeth Street became my home for three weeks straight… working in tiny window spaces and up ladders after the store closed at night time, running up and down the stairs and lifts to the basement where all of the flowers and plants arrived.
I can’t believe that Seed have been doing it for over 20 years?? I really take my hat off to them for all of the planning and creativity that goes into this. It was a 10 day straight bump in with some days totaling over 18 hours. And then close to 2 weeks of looking after the arrangements and flower change overs. It got to the 10th day the night before opening and I thought to myself, never again am I doing this, I couldn’t even string a sentence together.
But after the show opened and having a day of rest, I felt rejuvenated and so rewarded looking out the windows to see the smiles on peoples faces, taking photos (sometimes of my butt in the window - yes now I know how it feels to be a zoo animal) and grannies taking selfies in front of the displays. It brought so much joy to know it made so many people smile with amazement. What was lovely too was that a lot of potted plants were used in the displays this year meaning that they could then go one to be loved after the show.
Will I do it again? Perhaps ask me next year. Time rejuvenate, until this weekend, first wedding of the wedding season. Eeek
Tulips of New York
Believe me when I say there are Tulips everywhere in New York right now. The sidewalks, Central Park, community gardens, the flower markets, metro entries, here, there and everywhere. I have been trying with all my might not to go on a Tulip picking frenzy especially when there are the prettiest varieties sitting right there under my nose on mass. But I get it they are there to be adored by the walker by-ers, the fast paced New Yorkers.
Not many people in this city have gardens so I can imagine why there are the many volunteers that go around the city bringing the garden to the urbanscape for everyone to enjoy. In my last week of being here they are slowly starting to fade away in the gardens, the gardeners are pulling away the fallen blooms and replanting new varieties to go into the Summer. Wish I could stick around to see what’s next in bloom for the people of New York.