Floristy

It is well named, for it is a very “floristy” flower, and is bound to be a favourite among the show fraternity.

The flowers; they had determined to have only natural flowers of the season, nothing floristy.

Some argued that “Honorable Mention,” who had used Queen Anne’s lace, field asters, and devil’s-paintbrush (which to Peter’s eye was orange), ought to have had first prize. A man stood up for the awards. “To me, they look bright and colorful.” “Floristy,” his wife told him.

Scripture from that beatitude will be bell-toned over her grave, barely one year old in the sloping churchyard, edging the backcountry she came from to meet and marry my friend, bear his son, and stamp her farm woman’s style on every room of the home they didn’t share long enough, before something lacking the kindness of rain seized her, spoke its feared name, made known its foul intentions to her body, and foretold the casket spray of wildflowers. He’d have nothing floristy.

I used garden flowers, and weed kind of things, grasses, nothing floristy, and Dick loved it.