#Florist Box Hill

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Florists in Mitcham

Flowers are a great way to make someone feel special, and these florists in Mitcham will help you choose the perfect bouquet of flowers for your loved one! They are committed to providing you with beautiful flower arrangements, and each of them has been hand-crafted with passion and attention to detail.

Byron’s For Flowers

Byron’s For Flowers in Mitcham is the place to go for a high-end floral experience. With a whopping ten florists to choose from, the staff at this family owned and operated business are always on hand to assist you in any way they can. With a full list of flora available in their online catalogue, you can count on them to cater to your needs no matter what time of day it is or what the occasion may be.

Flowers Of Mitcham

Flowers Of Mitcham is a florist in Mitcham that can send a fresh hand-tied bouquet to any address in the area. They are a great option for any occasion - whether it’s a birthday, anniversary, sympathy or get well. They also offer express delivery, so you can have your order delivered in a matter of hours. They have plenty of fun, contemporary flowers to choose from. Their bouquets are made with love and care, so they are a perfect gift for any occasion. Their designs feature red hypericum berries, white roses, pink lilies and yellow tulips. They also have a wide range of gift baskets, including ones filled with chocolates and Snowy Mountain cookies. Their gift baskets are a popular choice for occasions like Christmas, Easter, Mother’s Day and Valentine’s Day. They can also add a balloon to your bouquet for extra excitement! They have been rated highly by their customers. Check out their reviews below.

MITCHAM CENTRAL FLOWERS

Mitcham is a popular suburb with a variety of housing options and amenities. With excellent schools in the area, successful sporting clubs and a wide range of parklands, the area offers a good quality of life.

MITCHAM CENTRAL FLOWERS is a local flower shop with a great selection of flowers and beautiful bouquets to suit any occasion. Whether you want to surprise someone with birthday flowers mitcham, love flowers or sympathy flowers, MITCHAM CENTRAL FLOWERS has the perfect bouquet for you!

MITCHAM CENTRAL FLOWERS also offers same-day flower delivery throughout the area. Order flowers online for any occasion and let a professional floral artist create a gift that will be remembered forever! You can even choose from a large assortment of gifts that you can send to your friends and family in the area! Moreover, MITCHAM CENTRAL FLOWERS delivers nationwide as well. If you have any questions, don’t hesitate to contact MITCHAM CENTRAL FLOWERS today! You can also place a flower order for your loved one online at any time of the day or night.

Torrens Park

Torrens Park is a popular destination for locals and tourists alike. This vibrant town has a wide range of florists to choose from and is the perfect place to send flowers and gifts.

If you’re looking for the best flower shop in Mitcham, try Flowers Of Mitcham. They have a great selection of floral designs for every occasion, including birthdays, anniversaries, and special holidays like Valentine’s Day or Mother’s Day. They also offer same-day delivery for your last minute gift needs.

In addition to their impressive floral offerings, they are also known for having the most fun-themed bouquets and flowers in the city. Their fun-themed flowers include teddy bears and Ecoya candles, among other items. Check out their website to see their latest collection of unique designs and special offers. They even have an online gift store, so you can find gifts to suit any budget. Plus, they deliver to most locations in the area, so it’s easy to bring a smile to your loved ones.

[keelt9]

MARIGOLD

Masterlist

“This is nuts!” Collin isn’t able to stay in his seat, and the players haven't even come out yet.

“Collin, you’re freaking me out.” He bluffs as lays back and crosses his arm over his chest.

“Am I the one who wants to come one hour before the game starts?” He raised his eyebrows looking at me. “Mom and dad aren't even here.”

“Well, well, well, I didn't hear you complain.” Collin laughs and his throat, trying to fake seriousness. 

“Becau…” I cover his mouth when I see Bengals players coming out through the tunnel across the stadium.

The Bengals fans who came clapped and shouted the name of the player they’ll want to see or can see but it was until Joe came with his classic black clothes that I felt a buzz all over my body.

I grabbed Collin's arm in excitement. “Y/N! Calm down, you will tear apart my jacket.”

I let his arm. “Sorry, sorry, just, this is nuts, right?” Collin smiles and nods.

During all the warm ups I was lost, that I didn’t even notice when our parents arrived. My eyes are glued to the cute QB across the field; when it finally over I see Joe waits a little bit looking across the field where I told him our dad bought the tickets. 

I don’t know if he could see me with the stadium starting to fill but I couldn't avoid feeling shy.

“So the worst fear of a father reached me.” I heard dad. “My daughter is over the hill for a football player.”

This time I turn around seeing my family laughing as I cover my face sitting down. 

My heart split in two all the game as much I cheered the niners, in every play and touchdown I couldn’t avoid, do the same every time Joe does the same, and move my eyes to the other side of the field every time he visibly goes down on the ground.

Still the victory stayed at home, with a missed kick from McPearson.

As we went back home I texted Joe after seeing his press conference ended. 

>I win!

He replied with a photo of  a red napkin on the floor. 

>I’ll call for a review.

“With that smile I guess you’re going back to Cincinnati, right?” Mom asked, looking for the rearview mirror.

Collin pushes my feet softly as he smirks. “Yes, but I’ll go because Lilian arrived Wednesday morning, ok?”

At the unison all answer with the same. “Yeah, of course.”

Well, I arrived Monday afternoon; for sure the cold of Cincinnati is something that is at the end if I would ever make a list of my favorite things here.

The florist’s is in perfect condition, bouquets all over the place, our usual customers register their usual purchase and Gael and the new girl, Sara working along in harmony.

Lilian enters through the door Wednesday morning tanned but with a smile side to side of her face. 

“I’m here!” I run to hug her causing almost both of us tripp but Jason is behind her ready to grab us. “I miss you so much.”

“You didn’t even see her that frequently.” Gael complains and I understand why Lilian said it is like living with Collin.

Without stopping hugging me Lilian takes out a coin from her pocket and tosses it to him.

“But hey! You’re covered in glitter this early?” I point to the other window where the Christmas tree is in progress. 

A lot of Christmas ornaments are all over the floor, bouquets of flowers are placed together and the flowers that arrived a few minutes earlier are still next to the door.

“Do you need help?” Jason asks while walking in the florist’s observing three boxes, he knows Lilian has plenty of them for Christmas.

“That would be amazing.” Gael gave him the big ribbon that every year hangs on the main entrance. 

Two big boxes appear from the backroom, leaving Lilian and Jason intrigued. 

“Where do you need these?” The voice of Joe made Jason drop the ribbon and Lilian looks at Gael who’s walking to take the boxes.

“Do you…Where…How…Why?!” Lilian couldn't even formulate a complete question.

“I told you about this!” Jason laughs, grabbing the ribbon and going to help Gael to see what's inside the boxes.

“You said you had a date!” I scrunch my nose. “You didn’t mention I will find Joe Burrow here!”

Joe laughs seeing Jason who just raises his shoulders. “He’s paying his bet.”

Lilian opens her eyes and looks at Joe. “Omg, you lost a bet with her?” Joe nods. “You never bet with her, she had the luck of hell.”

I fake an indignation expression, as Lilian takes a deep breath. 

“What do you lose?” She asked, it’s clear that Lilian feels totally comfortable around Joe. 

“Decorate Christmas trees.” Joe sees me with a soft smile. 

“Decorate?” Lilian narrows her eyes.

“You haven’t seen his Christmas tree? They are gorgeous.” While he stayed in San Francisco, Joe showed me a few pictures of the Christmas tree he decorated in the past few years, they're beautiful.

So I bet with him, if he wins, he will get the kiss and if I win, he will decorate two Christmas trees.

“Two?” Joe and I nodded. “Ok, one here, the other…”

“I wanted it to be in my home but his team could kill me if I take him one day.” Joe scoffs. “Besides, it's lucky he agreed, I heard he likes to glue to the building when they are in season.”

“Steal a QB1, that would be hilarious.” Lilian laughs as she sighs. “Well, what can we do to help you, Joe?”

Joe spent his night decorating a tree in the florist's, giving us instruction as we moved around the place. This day the florist was closed earlier, by 10 pm, Christmas lights were all over the place, a huge tree with golden and red ornaments was standing next to the window, it definitely started to feel like Christmas.

“This is so weird.” Lilian said tired as we sat in the middle of the florist having dinner. “We’re out two almost three months and my spoiled customer is having dates with my best friend; now we've reached the point where he’s comfy sitting eating the most random dinner with us.”

“Dates?” Gael asked innocently as Jason gave him a little jostle.

“Dates are different for boyfriend and girlfriend, kid.” Lilian chuckles.

I almost choked with my noodles. “Can we skip this conversion please?” 

Even Joe is smiling, his face and ears are red and he’s biting his lip, this is the kind of thing we’re a little bit far away from.

Jason is our savior. “Are you planning to stay all weekend?”

“I have an invitation for a game.” I take a sip of my bottle.

“We.” Gael sat straight proud. “We four have a game. Joe invited us to the game against Miami.” 

Lilian opens her eyes to Joe. “If you want and can come, of course.” 

“We don’t have tickets.” Jason said, making Gael shake his head.

“That’s the best part.” He makes the sound of drums in his legs. “Joe invited us to his box!”

“What?” Lilian is clearly impressed for the ways she blinks quickly.

“That’s the last question word you missed!” I chuckle, winning a push of her feet on my leg. 

“I mean, you won’t get tickets at this time of the seasons and my box is a little bit too  big.” Joe can be really playful when he wants.

“A little bit?” I asked, making Joe laugh.

“A little bit.”

Lilian stretched her back as she put her plate on the floor. “We came to another universe, love.” Jason smiley giving her a kiss on her head.

I spent the days working telling Lilian the updates with Gael about the few changes and arrangements we have been doing; by the night Joe passed by inviting me to a small walk or dinner in his house.

This Saturday isn’t different, he’s been in a long and exhaustive training, they playoffs are clenched still they know if things are like it seems the other teams could give them a surprise if they get overconfident.

“I’ll better go.” I watch the hour on my phone. “It’s late and you must be fresh  tomorrow.” 

I stand as Joe goes with me to the door, I always call for an Uber when we are outside stealing minutes with him, this time he covers with his hand my phone, making me look at him.

“Do you actually have to go?” I chuckle, grabbing his hand. “I mean this is huge…”

“You always said you aren't a friendly person on game day and you don't want to make me feel bad.” He said that more than one time, still I didn't know if that's more for him or for me.

Joe smiles as he clicks his tongue. “And you said I would never do that, I probably just be quieter.” 

The cold weather makes me shiver. “Joe it's ok, I'll see you tomorrow night after the game ends, right?”

“Or you could see me earlier in the morning?” The irony of the situation is so funny.

“Are you complaining about something you said you don't want I witnessed but now you said you mostly don’t want me to go?” Joe laughs. 

“We could have said that.” I raise my eyebrows hitting softly in his arm.

“Yeah, we could have said that.” I see my phone one more time we're been here a couple of minutes and I feel I could turn on stalactite any minute.

I shake my head. “I'll take the guest room.”

As I entered the house one more time, the big smile of Joe slowly turned, realizing I'll stay but not fully with him.

“Guest room?”

Lilian almost had a heart attack when I called her to tell her the news. It's just been a couple of days since she can assimilate unexpected changes. Still, she’s dealing as calmly as she can.

I follow my own words after Joe borrows me a couple of clothes so I can sleep. I'll walk to the guest room, where I spent most of the night, until I feel the bed sink, my cellphone mark, 5:15 am.

Joe surrounds me with his arm. “You’re sleeping in the guest room, you can’t complain so much.”

“I mean, alone.” Joe giggles but rests his head next to mine.

“Shh, I have to get up earlier.” I laughed but my eyelids felt so heavy, so I just closed my eyes a second later.

I got up before he did, practically making acrobatics for leaving the bed without him waking up. Joe told me he has a specific routine for a game day and I don’t want to mess up anything.

I picked up my things and left him a small note in the kitchen.

>See you at night ♥️ I had a wonderful night.

Lilian kept staring at me as we had breakfast. “What?”

“Nothing.” Jason sits next to her giggling. “Just… you’re not sleeping where your parents think you are, dating a football player, coming early in the morning with that smile on your face.”

I shake my head. “We go back in time, or what? We're back in middle school.”

Jason laughs this time serving more coffee. “You never did something like this in middle school?”

“Jason, I was a bear in hibernation all my school time, I mean I have one or three dates, but it was because this girl needed a friend for a friend of the guy.” Lilian nods proudly looking at Jason.

In the middle school I never bother for find a guy or date I was fully concentrate in getting good grades and learning all I could for entered to the University I wanted, Lilian from the other hand is so beautiful that she even had to effort in getting a date.

“I saw the photos, you've been way too pretty since then.” Jason flattered me, making my face burn, winning a small approbation kiss of Lilian. “Guys tend to be frightened of intelligence.”

“She was a little bit cranky at that time too.” Lilian smirks remembering how I used to lock her every test we had.

I take the last bite of my pancake with a smile. “For sure.”

We picked up Gael at 4 pm. He's so happy that a few months ago he was joking about getting a pass to Joe’s Burrow box, now he’s about to be in that box.

The sensation is different even just getting inside of the big hallways that takes you to the box of the QB, of course getting in the box is out of this world.

You can easily see the field having all the comfort you can even imagine, nice seats, food all the time and a big T.V at each side.

I sent a picture to Joe about me in his box, actually not expecting any replay but he did it a few minutes later. He’s in the stadium, I saw the post in the social accounts, probably getting ready for the warm ups.

>Bets on?

A smirk on my face appears so quickly, feeling a butterfly on my stomach. >I’m way too far, next time. 

The time between warm ups and the beginning of the game for me usually lasts an eternity. This time passed in a blink, by the time the game began I was so excited that even Lilian and Geal were teasing me about it.

The first half wasn't as we expected, the difference is one touchdown and a field goal in favor of Miami; the team has been neutralized in the red zone and Joe has been hit more times than the last week.

“They come back from this, don’t worry.” Gael said, extending his hand with his popcorns. “Besides, he won’t let his girl witness a loss.” 

I scrunch my nose. “He didn’t tell you.” I narrowed my eyes, seeing he shrugged his shoulders.

“Desperate times need desperate measures.” The kid wink at me.

The third quarter it was like the Bengals got a bust in the locker room, a wonderful interception for BJ gave them the touchdown they needed and the first series ended in a touchdown too, then just a field goal, but by the last quarter all were with our hands grabbing the seats tight.

The Bengals are down for 3 points with 00:34 on the clock and no time outs in the 23 yard.

You can see through Joe's helmet big eyes open and biting his lip before saying what could be the last call of the day.

I grab Lilina's hands and she does the same as both of us anxious for the result.

Joe has trouble in the pocket so he needs to get out searching for someone in the red zone but what it seems a lose game, Tee appears in the red zone totally alone; Joe just had time to throw the ball before he goes down.

In the screen the words “TOUCHDOWN” lights one with the clock in 00:23, Bengals win the game.

All the stands erupt in screams and cheers, we hug each other as we scream.

“I TOLD YOU!” Gael said, lifting me from the ground.

In the conference Joe praised the resilience and mentality of his team; the way he smiles tells you so much about how proud of his team is. 

I waited for 1 hour until Joe finally came out.

“Here you are.” Joe smiles one bag on his hand and his backpack over his shoulder.

As he approached my hands that were on my back came to the front with a big bouquet of marigolds, that resembles wonderful.

“You.” Joe relaxes his shoulder as he hugs me, taking the bouquet of my hands. “This is what the fifth you are giving me?”

The times I've been in his house I notice he placed bouquets of flowers in a specific zone of his house which he takes care of carefully for more than one week.

“I start to believe all your visits to the florit’s could have a second intention.” I teasing him as we split. 

“How could you say that?” He’s leaning for giving me a kiss when I see coming out of the building Ja’Marr and BJ looking each other with a funny expression.

“Aye!” Ja’Marr said as Joe split. “What a scene.”

“Such a cute girl for this boy.” BJ smiles and extends his hand. “Time to greet us properly, BJ.”

I take his hand, and recognize the first time I met him he was the first one to talk to me. 

“Y/N.” He smiles and nods.

“How the hell did you get her Joey?” Joe scoffs and smirks.

Ja’Marr laughed and couldn't avoid teasing him. “No, no, no, they're dating, my boy isn't making any question, still.” 

I see Joe giggling with a red face pushing softly to his best friend.

“She has a style, see the number of her jersey.” Joe turns around to see my jersey over my hoodie.

A huge number 1 on my chest, on my defense, it was the only one in the store, the jersey with number 9 was out of stock.

“It was this or 80, you choose.” I claimed, seeing how Joe's forehead has many wrinkles. 

BJ and Ja'Marr laughs. “We love her.”

Joe scoffs seeing me. “Yeah, I can see why.” He kissed my forehead, making my face burn as I covered my eyes, unable to hold those tender eyes on me.

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Only Fools Rush In

Day 6 for Sterek week Prompt: Tarot Cards

Dread wasn't the right word for how Derek felt staring at the boxes that sat on his dining room table, but it was pretty close. His stomach was in knots. It had been since Cora told him they had to clean out the storage shed of their old things. A handful of boxes that he and Laura had hastily gathered after the fire. A place to store memories that neither one had been ready to go through. Now they sat on his table like a ghost before him.

He pushed off the lid of the first box. The smell of Ash filled his nose. Bile rose in his throat. Inside sat a set of blackened alphabet blocks, a half-melted children's xylophone, and a deformed doll.

These had been Lily's things. Taking in a slow breath he put the lid back on. He blinked back tears as he moved on to the next box.

A fusion of Hot Wheels cars, a charred soccer ball, and a singed teddy bear. Lucas.

Derek's cousins had both been so young, only two and six.

He put the lid back on and closed his eyes. Keeping this stuff had been pointless. It was useless. Just a painful reminder. But Laura had gathered anything that still had shape, tears streaming down her face. He'd been too numb to object at the time.

He reached for another box. He peered inside to see if it was just as depressing as the others. It was from his room. The giver, half burned. An incinerated Walkman that was too damaged to open. An unharmed baseball. A few baseball cards, a partially melted basketball trophy. All things from a life he hadn't been a part of in so long.

He pushed it away from him. Why had they kept this? These people were gone. These weren't happy trinkets to remember them by. They were sad, twisted reminders of a family long gone. Even his box was nothing but a ghost of a boy who died in that fire.

All these tombs, cradled remnants of people he loved. Opening these boxes didn't flood him with memories he wanted to remember. They filled him with the grief and guilt he'd been working so hard to let go of. To move past. To accept.

Taking another slow breath out he reached for another, pushing aside the lid and peering in. His brows furrowed when the smell of ash didn't hit his nose, but instead, stale, faint Jasmine and bergamot. His mind swept through memories of walks in the woods, gentle lectures, and coffee dates. Laura's perfume.

He plucked the small purple bottle. This box wasn't from their house. It was things Laura had left in their apartment in New York. This was the box Derek had packed after she died. He pulled out a framed picture of the two of them. A coffee date two days before she left for Beacon Hills.

He pulled a book on flowers. She had gotten into flowers after the fire, picking up a hobby his mother had loved. She was the best florist he knew. She could make even the ugliest flowers fit into a beautiful arrangement. Laying the book next to the perfume on the table, he continued to rifle.

A small jewelry box that held a simple silver necklace. A flower charm dangled from it. A recipe book she bought when she wanted to learn to cook. And a familiar purple box, gilded in silver stars and moons.

It had been a gift for her birthday. Another hobby she had taken up. Derek had never teased her about her many hobbies. He knew they were something to fill the emptiness she was feeling. He knew because he had felt it too. He had attempted to fill his own void, but he often found himself numb and distant.

He brushed his fingers along the small box before plucking it out. He opened it, making his stomach roll.

"So the three-card spread has many variations but I really like past, present, and future. Watch." Laura had laid the cards out in an arch. "Pick three." He did as told plucking three from the deck. They were black with gold filigree.

Derek rolled his eyes but said nothing as she stumbled through her reading.

"Okay, so you pulled..." She paused glancing up at him. "The three of swords upright." Her eyes saddened. "Your past is filled with suffering and grief. Your heart feels broken."

Derek narrowed his eyes. They were dangerously close to topics he didn't like to discuss.

"The second card is your present. And you pulled—" She let out a small sigh. "Five of cups upright... You feel a great loss, you're drowning in self-pity and grief."

Derek's jaw clenched. He didn't want to play this game anymore.

"The last one is your future." Laura's tone tried to sound hopeful. She flipped his third card and froze. Her fingers partially concealed a cloaked figure holding a lantern. "The Hermit reversed," She whispered.

"Let me guess it's just as bleak as the others?" Derek sneered.

"You face isolation and loneliness, you may feel aimless like you're lost."

"This is stupid. It's all fake." Derek swiped at the cards scattering them to the floor of the kitchen.

"Derek," Laura huffed, scrambling to gather them up. "I borrowed these."

Derek had felt bad for how he reacted and gifted her with her own deck. She didn't ask to do another reading for him though, and he never offered.

"Alright, Laura," he said, opening the box. He splayed the purple cards across the table and stared at them. The stars and moons shimmered in the sunlight that peeked through the window.

He slowly pulled three cards from the deck and laid them face down in front of him. It couldn't be all bad. Right? Maybe his luck had changed. It was a decade ago that he had last pulled cards. He was a vastly different person now.

He flipped the first one to see a figure draped in a purple robe, holding a scythe in one hand. Leafless trees framed him. The card faced away from him.

"Death reversed," he whispered as he compared it to the guidebook. "Fear of change, stagnation, decay." He frowned at the words. His stomach twisted, this was already not going well. But it was his past card. Perhaps his present card would be better.

His fingers brushed over the silky exterior. He took a deep breath, his heart hammering against his ribs. He flipped the card. A moon peered up at him. In front of it were six swords held aloft, in front of the moon. Beneath them looked to be a vast ocean of purples and pinks. This one faced him.

He flipped through the book to find the six of swords. His stomach flitted as he read the words, transition, leaving behind, moving on. That didn't seem so bad. But what did it mean? He wished Laura were here to tell him. What he wouldn't give for her to be here.

"Future," he breathed reaching for the final card. He was surrounded by people who cared for him. He wasn't alone or lost. He was right where he wanted to be. He wasn't missing anything. This could rip it all away though. Show him a disruption he wasn't willing to accept.

He considered briefly not flipping the card and just packing them away but a tug at his chest froze him in place. He could almost hear Laura's words. 'You can't be scared of your future, Derek, that's how you get stuck in the past.'

He hurriedly flipped the card. Two people faced each other, each one holding a cup in their hand. They leaned into each other like lovers.

Derek blinked at the upright card and flipped to find the right page. Unity, partnership, connection.

Relief rushed out of him. That didn't sound bad at all.

The sound of voices outside had him quickly shoving the cards and book back into their box. That would be Cora and Stiles back with the last load of boxes from his old loft.

He managed to get the box closed just as they entered, each one carrying boxes.

"Just set them in the living room," Derek said, trying to act nonchalant. He didn't know why he was acting like he'd just been caught reading porn. It was a silly card read.

"Oof, you started on the hard ones first. How's it going?" Cora asked, glancing at the ash-filled boxes behind him.

He turned to the boxes on his dining table and shrugged. "Honestly, it's pretty bleak. I don't know why we kept these all this time."

"Are you planning on keeping them?" Stiles asked, peering at the one open box of Laura's behind Derek.

"Not most of them. Maybe this one but the rest are..." he shook his head.

Cora lifted one of the lids and her expression went hollow. "You kept this?" she whispered. She reached in and pulled out an alphabet block. He could barely make out the letter L through the scorched wood.

Stiles sucked in a breath.

"Laura was... I didn't have the heart to argue with her." Derek shrugged.

"You shouldn't keep these." Cora put the block back and stepped away from the box like she could catch something from it.

"Yeah, I think I'll keep the box of Laura's things from the apartment in New York but the rest..." How was he supposed to throw them away though? It felt...wrong. Like he was forgetting them.

"Why don't I take these out to the jeep, you guys can start unpacking the other boxes." Stiles stepped past Derek and Cora and gathered two of the boxes into his arms.

Derek's chest warmed. He was glad Stiles was there. He was often like a soothing balm on a fresh wound when it came to his past. He never pressured Derek or made him feel less than. In fact, he was always so supportive.

"Did you go through those while we were gone?" Cora asked, meeting Derek's eyes.

"A few of them."

"I'm sorry. You should have waited for me."

"I honestly forgot what was in them. I knew it wouldn't be good but... You have to understand. We were in a low place. Keeping this was the only way we knew how to cope."

Cora rounded the table and placed a hand on Derek's arm. "You don't have to explain."

"I'm sorry you had to see that," Derek bowed his head in shame.

"You said you're gonna keep Laura's box?" Cora turned to the perfume bottle and raised it to her nose.

"Yeah, she uh, she picked up a lot of hobbies while in New York." Derek gestured to the cards and books.

"Cooking, like dad always did." She smiled at the recipe book. "Flowers. Mom was always so good." She brushed her fingers along the cover. She paused as she got to the deck of cards. "She got into tarot?"

"Yeah, I bought her those." Derek nodded. "No clue where she got the inspiration to start."

"Me," Cora whispered.

Derek frowned at her. "I had a friend at the time, Savannah, she got a deck for her birthday. I told Laura I wanted a deck for my birthday. She listened to me rant for two days about how it works and the different pulls."

Derek blinked. "She wasn't just filling the hole with hobbies. She was filling it with all of your hobbies."

Cora opened the deck as Stiles returned. "Is that a tarot deck?" He asked, peering at the cards as he gathered the last of the boxes.

"Yeah," Cora laid out the cards.

"You never told me Laura was a fortune teller," Stiles nudged Derek as he walked by.

"I never got my deck," Cora spread the cards out and placing her hand over them, swirled them around the table. She continued to mix them up.

"What are you doing?"

"It's how you shuffle them."

"Pull a card," Cora urged.

"What? Why? Don't you have to have like a special spread and such?" Derek pretended to not know how it worked. He didn't know why. It was nothing to be ashamed of.

"You can do a single card pull. It's often good for clarity. Or if you have a question. It's been a long time since I've messed with tarot honestly."

Derek stared at the cards. He didn't have a question. And despite his most recent pull not being so bad, he was still afraid of them. Like they alone could disrupt his life.

"My mom had a deck when I was young," Stiles said, returning once again. The boxes were all out of the house.

It was almost like a weight was lifted off Derek's shoulders.

"I'm trying to get Derek to pull one."

"It's fake," he grumbled.

"You pull one," Stiles urged her.

Cora plucked a card. "The Star upright." She held up a card with a woman looking up into a night sky, a star gleamed down at her from a distance.

"I have no clue what that means," Stiles shrugged.

Derek pointed to the book. "Look in there."

Stiles flipped through pages and then tilted his head. "Wait, it's just some words."

Cora snatched the book from his grasp. "Well, duh, it's interpretive. So the star upright means hope, faith, and rejuvenation."

"Wait, but I thought..." Stiles frowned down at the cards before gathering them up into a pile. "Hold on, let me try— oops," Stiles reached for the card that he dropped.

"What is it?" Cora asked wide-eyed. "When you accidentally flip a card, that means the universe is trying to tell you something."

Stiles laid the card on the table.

Derek's stomach lurched. The two of cups card lay upright.

"Two of cups," Cora hummed, flipping through the book. "Unity, partnership, and connection."

"What on earth could the universe be trying to tell me with that card? I'm not even dating anyone."

Derek's heart sped in his chest like it could escape the situation. Surely that wasn't what his card was referring to.

"Maybe you're gonna meet someone soon."

"In Beacon Hills?" Stiles snorted. His eyes cut to Derek briefly.

"I dunno, I'm not a professional tarot reader," Cora shrugged, gathering the cards back up.

"There's one downtown by the station."

"Think she'd teach me?" Cora laughed.

Derek stared at Stiles, his mind reeling. Did that mean something? Surely not. It was chance. There were only seventy-eight cards. The chances of pulling the same card were... less than two percent if he was doing the math right. Shit. That wasn't a high percent. Surely that had to mean something.

"Well, I should get going. Derek, if you need help unpacking all these I can come back by tomorrow."

Derek blinked trying to process the words Stiles had just spoken. "Uh, I uh, sure."

"Okay, I'll see you around noon then?" He gave Derek's forearm a gentle squeeze as he walked by.

Derek nodded, unable to say anything.

"Thanks for your help, see you." Cora held out a fist and Stiles bumped it with his.

Derek loved how easily Stiles fit in. Like he was meant to be here, part of the family. It felt natural having him around.

Once Stiles was gone, Cora turned to him and crossed her arms.

"What?"

"How much longer are you gonna pretend that you're not in love with him?"

Derek stiffened. "He's family, nothing more."

"He could be literal family if you got your head out of your ass."

Derek shook his head. "Stiles deserves better."

Cora scoffed. She poked him in the chest. "That's a pathetic excuse and you know it."

Derek scrubbed a hand down his face. He stared down at the box of tarot cards. He had spent the last two years convincing himself that Stiles deserved to find someone outside of the supernatural. Someone normal. But when he pulled his future card...

"I need to run out for a bit, you want to order in tonight?" Derek asked, grabbing his keys from the counter.

"Uh, Sure. Chinese or Pizza?"

"Chinese," Derek answered sliding on his leather jacket.

"Where are you going?"

"Out," He answered vaguely, he took the steps from his new house two at a time. This was stupid and he didn't know why he was doing it but he was determined to get answers.

-

"Are you really doing this?" Derek asked himself staring at the sign in front of him. The 'Matron of Ravens' it read. The shop was small, its glass front was decorated with raven symbology. The words 'for fate seekers' were plastered at the bottom in elegant scroll. A simple porcelain mask hung from the corner. Through the glass, he saw shelves of tarot cards, crystals, and other trinkets.

"You seem hesitant dear," A voice pulled Derek's attention to the door where a woman in a long black dress stood. Her thick hair was pulled into a black side braid that draped to her waist.

"Yeah, I don't really know why I'm here." Derek glanced over his shoulder at the car. He should just get back in and go home. Pretend none of it had happened.

"Yes, you do. You're just afraid of the answer." She smiled. "You can't be scared of your future. That's how you stay stuck in the past."

Derek's head whipped back to face her, his eyes wide.

"Come inside." She walked in, not waiting for him to answer.

Derek followed despite the pit in his stomach. He didn't even believe in fate. And she was right, he was afraid of the answer. He wasn't going to do anything about it.

The inside of the shop smelled like lavender and sage. It wasn't overbearing to his senses though.

"Sit." The woman gestured to a table with two chairs that sat behind an open draped room.

Derek sat and let out a slow breath. He felt foolish. His heart hammered and his stomach rolled.

"My name is Maven Dusk," She said, sitting across from him, the curtains now drawn giving them privacy. The space was so small Derek almost wondered if this was meant to be a closet.

"Derek Hale." He glanced around. The walls were draped in tarot iconography and ravens.

"So tell me, why are you here?" Maven asked, clasping her hands together on the table.

"Aren't you supposed to know the answer to that?" Derek asked, focusing back on her.

Her lips quirked into a smile. "I'm not a mind reader, Derek. I'm a tarot reader."

He dropped his chin to his chest and let out a breath. "I'm sorry, I just..." he scrubbed a hand down his face.

"You're troubled by something. What is it?"

"My sister. She had this deck." He glanced around expecting to see one lying around but there was nothing on the table but a black tablecloth. "I don't know... I don't believe in this stuff, no offense."

"You must if you're here."

"I didn't. But I pulled this card and I don't know what it means. I mean, I read her book but... it's just the keywords or whatever."

"Is your sister versed in the way of reading tarot?" Maven asked, tilting her head slightly.

Derek's shoulders dropped. "She was learning...but she's..." he trailed off.

"Ah, I see. You feel like she may be trying to tell you something?"

Derek met Maven's eyes. "I did a three-card spread. It's the only one I know. Past, present, future. And it didn't mean much to me, but not ten minutes later someone pulled a card and it was the same card I pulled for my future. The deck was shuffled. The chances of that are... I mean how often does that happen?"

Maven leaned back and hummed. "You want to know if this person is important to your future?"

"I can't imagine a world in which he's not," Derek muttered. "I want to know what the card means."

"Well, why don't we see if it shows itself to you again?" She pulled out a deck from seemingly nowhere. Had they been in her pocket?

She spread the cards out in an arch.

Derek's stomach vaulted. "Wait."

She paused, looking up at him. "Is something wrong?"

He shifted in his seat. He didn't want another pull.

"You claim to not believe in them yet you fear the cards. Why?"

Derek frowned down at the black cards. Gold lines draped across them, converging to a porcelain mask in the middle.

"I had a bad reading once and I just..."

"The cards don't control your future. You can change it at any time. That's the beauty of it. Go on."

Derek took in a slow breath and let it out as he reached out. His hands shook as he plucked three cards from the lineup.

"First," She nodded to the first card Derek pulled.

He hesitated before closing his eyes and flipping. The artwork depicted a man riding a chariot, being pulled by two horses. It was reversed.

Derek sucked in a breath as he waited.

"The Chariot," Maven hummed. "You lacked control and direction in your past. You held onto aggression. Perhaps you were controlled by an obsession or goal."

Derek let out the breath. That was true. But he was in a better place now. He carefully flipped the next one. An arch of leaves held up by four posts, in the distance were two people in celebration. The card faced him.

"Ah, the four of wands. This card is often associated with community. This card shows celebration as well as a harmonious, happy, and relaxed environment. You are currently in a happy place. Your life has balance and stability."

Derek nodded. Once again true. He stared at the final card. Part of him hoped it was a different card. Part of him hoped it wasn't.

"You fear your future. Why?"

"Because I'm right where I want to be."

"Is that why you came to see me? Because you're right where you want to be?"

"I'm afraid of it getting messed up. I've worked hard to get where I am. I can't—" he shook his head. "I won't lose that."

Maven smiled warmly. "Are you at risk of losing that?"

"I don't think so."

"Then why not be excited for the future? Eager for what more you may accomplish." She gestured to the card, urging him to flip it.

His throat shriveled like leaves on a hot day. He could do this. It wasn't a big deal. He flipped the card over quickly. A hand held a cup that overflowed into a lake below it.

"Ace of cups." She smiled. He wanted to take that as a good sign, but he couldn't push away the anxiety. "I see why you're afraid now."

Derek straightened in his seat.

"The keywords here are love, new feelings, and intuition."

His stomach rocked.

"You have feelings for someone, don't you?"

"What does the card mean?" Derek pressed, ignoring her question.

"Well, it suggests the awakening of new feelings. Or perhaps a new stage of intimacy with someone. This card signals there is an opportunity for you to grow emotionally should you accept. You only have to learn to trust your gut and avoid over-analyzing situations."

Derek scrubbed a hand down his face.

Maven frowned, watching him. "You seem displeased. Many would be thrilled to receive this card."

"I can't—"

"Tell me what future card you pulled earlier." She urged, tucking his picked cards back into the deck.

"Two of cups," Derek said softly.

"A card known for unity and connection." She nodded. "That card encourages the beginnings of partnerships of any kind, and the harmony that arises when two people come together to work in unity. It also suggests a relationship that is mutually beneficial, one where the partners encourage one another."

Derek's throat stuck.

"You fear this. Why?" Maven tilted her head at him.

"He deserves better."

"Perhaps you are his better."

Derek blinked at her. No. She just didn't know the whole story. "He was messing with the deck. He dropped a card and it flipped over facing him. It was the two of cups."

"So you think that he is who you will end up with?"

"I don't know... how else do you explain it?"

Maven gave him a sympathetic look, it made him feel small and judged. He hated it. He shrunk back into his seat. What was he a thirteen-year-old girl?

"It's all up to interpretation. Do you love him?"

Derek swallowed, his throat still like glue. "Yes."

"And how does he feel about you?"

Derek opened his mouth and snapped it shut. Did Stiles feel something for him? He never questioned it. Stiles had never hinted at it or acted differently. He never smelled different either. A new fear gripped his chest. "I don't know."

"Perhaps he thinks you deserve better."

Derek frowned. The idea that there could be better than Stiles was a ridiculous notion.

Maven plucked a card from the middle of the deck and slid it forward. "Perhaps you should stop overthinking it and just make the leap."

"I don't want to lose him. If he doesn't want me then—"

Maven sighed, sliding the card back into the deck. "I cannot tell you want to do. I can only tell you what the cards say."

"Thank you. I feel better knowing what they mean." He wished he had more clarity with that knowledge, unfortunately, though he was only more unsure.

-

Derek sat at the kitchen island, staring at the tarot cards in front of him. They were splayed out like Maven had done. He could only stare though. He didn't know what he was waiting for. The cards weren't going to jump into his hand. His sister wasn't going to appear and claim to be trying to sway him from the other side.

"Knock knock," Stiles' voice called from the front door. Derek whipped around to see Stiles stepping inside. He jumped to his feet.

"Stiles, you're—" Derek glanced at the clock on the stove. Noon. "Right on time," he sighed. How long had he been staring at those cards?

"Yeah?" Stiles frowned. "Are you playing with those cards again? You did not strike me as the tarot type."

"Yeah, I'm not." Derek rubbed at the back of his neck.

"So what's with these? You decide to become one of those whimsical ladies on the front of tarot monthly?"

Derek snorted a laugh. "No, I was just... thinking I guess."

"Let's see what the universe has to say." Stiles reached over and plucked a card from the spread.

"This is the same card I pulled yesterday," Stiles hummed showing the two of cups.

Derek stared at it.

"What does this card mean again?" Stiles reached for the book but Derek snatched the card from his hand.

"Whoa, hey, what—"

"Pull again," Derek demanded.

"Dude, are you okay?"

"Pull again."

"Okay." Stiles grabbed another card from the deck. He held up the Ace of cups this time.

Derek snatched it from his hand. "Pull again."

"Derek, what's going on?" Stiles tilted his head, eyes scanning his face.

"Just—" Derek scrubbed a hand over his face, before slumping back into his seat. He let the cards fall away.

"What's wrong? Talk to me?" Stiles placed a hand on Derek's shoulder and it was like everything melted away. Stiles was always a comfort for him.

"I keep pulling these cards and..."

"I didn't think you believed in this."

"I don't."

"So why are you letting it bother you?"

"I don't know. I did a pull for myself and then I went to that tarot place downtown and paid for a pull there. These two cards were my future card and I'm just... trying to understand."

"They're just cards. Maybe you're putting so much stock in them because they were Laura's."

Derek sighed. "Maybe."

"Or maybe the cards are telling you that I'm your future," Stiles laughed.

Derek's shoulders slumped.

"I'm kidding."

"I think you're right."

Stiles blinked at him.

Derek's heart slammed against his chest wall as he searched for any scent changes. Nothing.

"I'm confused."

"Do you know what these cards mean?"

Stiles shook his head. "I mean, I don't know this one," he grabbed the Ace of cups. "I think the other one was something about connection."

Derek stared into Stiles' eyes. They danced worriedly in the bit of sunlight that filtered through the kitchen window above the sink.

"You left Beacon Hills. For years. Why'd you come back?"

Stiles' brows shot up. "What?"

"You could have settled down anywhere, but you chose to come back here. Scott moved to L.A. Lydia is traveling the world. Why'd you come back?"

Stiles shifted. "My dad's here and..." He shrugged, his eyes dropping to the card in his hand. "so are you."

Derek cupped Stiles' chin, forcing him to meet his eyes. "You deserve better."

Stiles blinked again, his brows furrowing. "If you're afraid of me leaving, I'm not going anywhere, Derek. This place is my home. You are my home." His eyes flitted down to Derek's mouth for just a moment.

Hope rocketed through him. Don't overthink it. Take the leap. He could do that.

Derek surged forward, catching Stiles' lips on his. It was less of a kiss and more of a declaration. A promise. A leap. He pulled back just enough to whisper into Stiles' mouth. "I want to be your better."

"I have no clue what that means, but yes," Stiles dove back in, reconnecting their lips.

Unity, connection, partnership, call it what you want. It was worth it.

[stevesbipanic]

Steve always gave Eddie flowers.

It was one of his moves from his old King Steve days, giving the person he liked flowers. He just thought it was a sweet thing to do, he always tried to make sure it was their favourite flower or a flower that reminded him of them. When he was sixteen he had borrowed a book from the library about the meaning of flowers so he could make them swoon telling them that the flowers meant beauty or kindness or grace.

He had asked Wayne what Eddie's favourite flower was, he said sunflowers he thinks it comes from Eddie's mother she always loved sunflowers before she died. Steve had remembered sunflowers meant loyalty and adoration, he thinks that fit Eddie Munson perfectly.

He wished Hawkins had a sunflower field, he knows there's one a few towns over, he and Robin drove through it once on the way to Indy. The florist in town flirts with him telling him how romantic it is to go to a flower field.

"You buying your sweetheart some flowers for Valentine's Day?"

"Yeah, they deserve something special today."

The girl seems a bit disheartened but covers it well, "A lucky gal having a gentleman like you."

She asks if he needs a card for the bouquet but Steve tells her there's no need, he can tell Eddie everything he wants to say. Any other year Steve might've gotten his valentine a box of chocolates or a teddy or balloons but he knew Eddie wouldn't appreciate those, the sunflowers would be perfect.

He took a deep breath as he parked his car before making his way up the hill to where Eddie was waiting for him. He smiled when he got to the top.

"Hey Eds, sorry I'm late, but I got you these, I know they're your favourite."

He sat down beside Eddie and softly placed the flowers on the dirt.

"I know I didn't technically ask you to be my valentine, but I like to think you'd say yes. Maybe we would've been coming up on one year together instead of one year without you. Could've taken you to that diner that Wayne said you liked to go to as a kid. He talks about you a lot ya know, I worry one day he's going to run out of stories and it'll feel like losing you all over again."

Steve takes a moment to lean against the stone and gather his thoughts.

"Robin worries about me, but I think she gets it in a weird way. I just wish we'd had more time. I mean you had just asked me out when all this went to shit with Chrissy and Vecna. I never wanted you to get in the middle of this, I should've protected you Eds. Part of me wonders what would've happened if we had planned to go out after the game, maybe you would still be here."

A light wind blows, softly during the tears on Steve's cheeks. If he closes his eyes he can almost imagine Eddie is the one wiping them away. Steve thinks about what Eddie would say if he was here. He'd probably blush at the flowers, pull his hair in front of his face to hide it but that bright look in his eyes would give him away. He'd probably giggle at the holiday, talk about how it's such a straight persons day but secretly love it when Steve kisses his cheek. They'd probably share a milkshake at the diner and hold hands under the table.

They'd probably do a lot of things if they'd had more time. Probablys don't bring back Eddie, so Steve will sit with him on the hill, the bright sunflowers laying stark against the bittersweet backdrop of their lost potential. Steve places a soft kiss on top of the headstone.

"I hope you enjoy the flowers, sweetheart, I'll be back tomorrow."

[oftatteredwings]

⸻  AMERICA FERRERA. SHE/HER / have you ever heard of DAISIES by katy perry, well, it describes IRIS FLORES to a tee! the 37 year old, and FLORIST was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say  SHE is more impatient or more GENTLE instead? anyway, they remind me of the sweet smell of perfume that will stay with you all day, a pencil tucked behind her ear ( usually forgotten about ), one moving box that never gets unpacked, layers, layers, layers and walking absolutely everywhere maybe you’ll bump into them soon!

time in notting hill ; 8 years

tw: parental death

ABOUT.

Name: Iris Flores Age: Thirty-seven DoB: 18th August 1986 Occupation: Florist Romantic/sexual orientation: Heteroromantic/heterosexual Birth Place: Lawrence Township, New Jersey, USA Current Location: Notting Hill, London, UK Time in Notting Hill: 8 years

Iris grew up in New Jersey to a very large, but loving family. She had a stupid amount of siblings and cousins, constantly surrounded by people, which for a relatively shy child, was a little overwhelming.

In the end, however, it was a blessing, as her parents were killed in a fluke boating accident when she was only seven. After that she went to live with her grand parents full time, which is where she found her love for flowers.

Her grandmother would often spend her days gardening, picking what she’d planted and arranging it in vases dotted all over the house. A young Iris made it her mission to become her grandmothers helper and would often follow her around, choosing what colours went into each arrangement.

By the time she’d reached twelve, she had quite a knack for it and was busy planting things herself, one of the many flower beds designated as hers.

To begin with it had been a distraction from what had happened to her parents, but it soon became a passion and the way that her life was leading.

She worked her way through school and through college, picking up various skills as she went, doing all she could to know things would be okay once she graduated.

She left with honours, working in a local flower shop to hone her skills during her early twenties.

It was when she reached the latter years that Iris decided to start again. She moved to the UK with her best friend, started a flower business from home, something she puts every once of her heart and soul into.

London very quickly became her home, the one place she had no intention of running from. She began a whole new life, one that her family often frequents, dropping by and spending a week or two living out of her spare room.

WANTED CONNECTIONS.

- best friend she house shares with. - ex-boyfriend. - people she employs for her floristry business. - sister from another mister/brother from another mother.

[infoblogifyzen]

Choosing the Best Florist in Upper East Side NYC

When it comes to finding the perfect florist, whether you’re looking for lobby flowers, unique floral arrangements, or hoping to buy orchids for a special occasion, the options in Manhattan can seem endless. But what separates a good florist from the best florist Manhattan has to offer?

At Lenox Hill Florist & Events, we understand that flowers do more than decorate a space—they create lasting impressions and elevate any setting. This guide will help you make an informed choice when selecting a Florist Upper East Side NYC, highlight the unique services available, and showcase why our florals stand above the rest.

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Contact us today, visit our Upper East Side location, or browse our website to explore our unique collections. Flowers that speak to your style and needs are just a click away.

[stylistfortheyoungatheart]

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Discover the Beauty of Local Florists: Your Guide to Florist Balwyn and Beyond

When it comes to flowers, there’s something special about shopping locally. The personal touch, the vibrant blooms, and the knowledge that your flowers are fresh and expertly arranged make all the difference. If you're in the Melbourne area, Florist Balwyn is one such local gem where you can find a stunning variety of flowers for every occasion. But that's just the beginning. In this guide, we’ll explore why Florist Balwyn and other nearby florists like Florist Auburn, Florist Hawthorn, Florist Box Hill, and Florist Blackburn are the go-to places for all your floral needs.

Why Choose a Local Florist?

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Moreover, local florists like Whitehorse Flowers offer a range of services beyond what chain stores provide. Whether you’re searching for a quick gift or planning an elaborate floral arrangement, you’ll find a florist who takes the time to understand your needs.

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[blackorchidflower]

Phone: (310) 422-9654

Address: 08 S Beverly Dr #201, Beverly Hills, CA 90212

Black Orchid flowers is a flower boutique that is located in the heart of Beverly Hills. Whatever the occasion, our collection of blossoming flowers, fresh plants and fragrant arrangements have warmed hearts and brought smiles across the city with our flower delivery services. Unique and hand-picked arrangements in hat boxes, baskets or vases, from a birthday to a wedding, will make any occasion unforgettable. Get your exquisite home and seasonal decor or last-minute gift for the one you love, to make any day the one to remember. Delivering quality, elegance, charm and creativity. Because… we are unique just like you.

[meika-kuna]

The Best Outdoor Wedding Venues in Delhi for a Magical Ceremony

Delhi boasts a stunning array of wedding venues that can transform your special day into a magical celebration. From opulent banquet halls adorned with elegant chandeliers to picturesque outdoor gardens surrounded by lush greenery, the options are endless. These venues offer a blend of modern amenities and traditional charm, making them ideal for any wedding theme. Many locations provide comprehensive packages that include catering, decor, and event planning services to ensure a seamless experience. With experienced staff dedicated to making your vision come to life, you can focus on enjoying your day. Choose a wedding venue in Delhi that reflects your style and sets the stage for unforgettable memories that you and your guests will cherish forever.

The Diversity of Wedding Venues in Delhi: A Comprehensive Overview

Delhi offers a rich variety of wedding venues in delhi catering to diverse preferences and budgets. From opulent banquet halls and luxurious hotels to charming outdoor gardens and heritage venues, couples can find the perfect backdrop for their special day. Each venue type comes with its unique charm and ambiance, allowing couples to choose one that aligns with their vision, whether it's a grand affair or an intimate gathering.

Choosing the Perfect Wedding Venue: Key Considerations

Selecting the right wedding venue involves several key considerations. Couples should start by determining their budget, guest count, and preferred style. Proximity to transportation and accommodation for guests is also crucial, especially for destination weddings. Additionally, checking the venue's availability and understanding the services included like catering, decor, and audio-visual equipment can help streamline the planning process.

Popular Wedding Venues in Delhi: Our Top Picks

Delhi boasts numerous popular wedding venues renowned for their exceptional service and stunning settings. Venues like The Leela Palace, The Oberoi, and ITC Maurya are favorites for luxury weddings, while places like The Grand and the Ashoka Hotel offer grand ballrooms for larger celebrations. For couples seeking outdoor spaces, venues like The Lodhi and Neemrana's Hill Fort provide picturesque gardens and scenic backdrops that enhance the wedding experience.

Unique Wedding Venues in Delhi: Thinking Outside the Box

For couples looking for something distinctive, Delhi offers unique wedding venues that stand out from the traditional choices. Consider hosting your wedding at a heritage site like the Sunder Nursery or a contemporary art gallery such as the National Gallery of Modern Art. These unconventional settings can provide an artistic and memorable atmosphere, making your celebration truly one-of-a-kind.

The Role of Venue Amenities in Your Wedding Planning

When selecting a wedding venue in Delhi, understanding the amenities offered is essential. Many venues provide in-house catering, which can simplify logistics. Others might have preferred vendor lists, including florists and decorators, ensuring a seamless planning experience. Amenities like bridal suites, ample parking, and on-site coordinators can significantly enhance your wedding day, making it easier to focus on celebrating.

Outdoor vs. Indoor Venues: Making the Right Choice

Deciding between outdoor and indoor wedding venues is a significant choice for couples in Delhi. Outdoor venues, such as gardens and terraces, offer a natural, romantic setting but may be weather-dependent. Indoor venues provide a controlled environment with the flexibility to decorate according to your theme. Understanding the pros and cons of each type can help couples make an informed decision that aligns with their preferences and wedding style.

Tips for Booking Your Wedding Venue in Delhi

Booking your wedding venue in Delhi requires careful planning and timing. Start your search early, ideally several months before your wedding date, to secure your desired venue. Don’t hesitate to negotiate on pricing and package inclusions. Visiting potential venues and asking about their cancellation policies and payment terms can save you from last-minute surprises. Lastly, consider booking during off-peak seasons for better rates and availability.

Conclusion

Selecting the perfect wedding venue in Delhi is one of the most crucial steps in the wedding planning process. With its diverse array of options from luxurious hotels to unique heritage sites couples can find the ideal setting that reflects their style and meets their needs. By considering factors such as budget, amenities, and venue type, you can navigate the selection process with confidence. Ultimately, the right wedding venue sets the stage for a memorable celebration, allowing couples and their families to create cherished memories that last a lifetime. Whether you envision a grand celebration or a quaint gathering, Delhi's wedding venues can accommodate your dream, making your special day unforgettable.

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Flower Delivery in Liverpool

Flowers are a beautiful way to show someone how much you care. They can be used to celebrate important life events or to comfort a grieving family member. Whether you’re looking for a hand-tied bouquet or a gift basket, there are many options available to suit your needs.

Ordering a flower delivery online is easy and convenient. Many companies offer delivery in Liverpool on a wide range of occasions.

Same day

Floom’s flower delivery service in Flower Delivery in Liverpool Street gives you the option to send a hand-tied bouquet or plant arrangement anywhere in the area on the same day that you place your order. Just enter your postcode at the top of the page to get started.

A historic city on the river Mersey, Liverpool is home to a number of green open spaces. From the manicured lawns of Allerton and Aigburth to the woodland paths of Mossley Hill, the city has something for everyone.

Flowers are a great gift for any occasion. Creative Florist has a wide range of beautiful floral arrangements and gifts that are perfect for Mother’s Day, Valentine’s Day, anniversary, birthday or any other holiday. Their flowers are delivered to your loved ones on the same day, making them a perfect surprise.

Next day

With its evocative nickname as the birthplace of the Beatles, Liverpool has a great deal to offer visitors. One of the largest cities in England, it has a rich history, and boasts a vibrant contemporary cultural scene.

Send flowers to someone special in Liverpool to mark an occasion or say thanks, with options for local and nationwide next day delivery. Choose from a gorgeous bouquet of roses, lilies and alstroemeria complemented by delicate foliage, or send The Orient for a classic white arrangement with an exquisite scent. Your fresh bouquet will arrive in a special Eflorist box, protecting the stems and offering a delightful unboxing experience.

From special birthday flowers to romantic anniversary blooms and thoughtful get well flowers, Creative Florist offers the perfect floral gift for any occasion.

Subscriptions

Whether you want to surprise someone with a one-off bunch or have a bouquet delivered on a regular basis, Eflorist’s flower subscriptions are the perfect gift. Choose from a selection of arrangements, including the fragrant Orient, which features white oriental lilies and roses, complemented with gypsophilia and alstroemeria. The flowers are delivered in bud, and with just a splash of water and the included flower food, they’ll open to reveal their full beauty.

These flower delivery services are perfect for celebrating every occasion, from

Valentine’s Day and Mother’s Day to birthdays and anniversaries. And with sameday and next-day delivery options, you can keep your lucky recipient’s home or workplace flower-filled all year round! You can also order a weekly fresh flower subscription, starting at £35. This is an excellent alternative to sending a bouquet of flowers on a regular basis.

Funeral flowers

When someone close to you dies, it can be challenging to know how best to show your condolences. A beautiful floral arrangement is an impactful way to let them know that you care. However, finding the right floral shop can be overwhelming. A florist can help you choose the right flowers and guide you on funeral flower etiquette.

Flowers are a popular choice for funerals because they symbolize love and respect for the deceased. They also add beauty and warmth to the service, which is important in a time of mourning. Some popular choices for funeral flowers include roses, lilies, carnations, and gladioli. These flowers are available in a variety of colors and arrangements to suit any taste or sentiment. They can be delivered to the home of the deceased, the funeral service, or to the graveside ceremony.

Gifts

If you want to send a gift to someone special in Liverpool, you can choose from a variety of beautiful flowers and plants. The city also has a number of unique and antique shops that feature pottery and other home dcor items.

Booker wedding flowers is located on Booker Avenue in Allerton and provides sameday flower delivery in Liverpool and Wirral, as well as nationwide deliveries through Interflora. Its floral designs have been praised by customers and the shop is an accredited member of the Good Florist Guide.

Their bouquets are made from fresh, locally grown flowers and are a great choice for birthdays, Valentine's Day, or Mother's Day. You can also find a range of other gifts, including balloons, teddies, chocolates, champagne, and much more.

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Sending Flowers is a Wonderful Way to Say Thank You

Flowers are a wonderful way to show someone you care. Whether you are celebrating a special occasion or just letting someone know that you think of them everyday, sending flowers is a thoughtful gesture that they will appreciate for a long time to come.

Box Hill florist offers same day flower delivery in Melbourne and surrounding suburbs. They take pride in ensuring that every arrangement is designed to arrive in perfect condition.

Same Day Flower Delivery

When you need to send a gift of flowers to someone you love, count on the flower experts at box hill florist. Our florists hand-arrange each beautiful bouquet and deliver it to your loved one’s door in a stunning arrangement.

Our floral delivery service is available to all areas of Box Hill, Sydney. We offer same day flower delivery for any occasion!

Gift Baskets

Gift baskets are a great way to show someone that you care. Some companies even offer customization options for their products, allowing you to create a one-of-a-kind gift that they will love.

When choosing a gift basket, it’s important to keep in mind the recipient’s taste and possible allergies. Luckily, many food-based gift baskets come with allergen information right on the box.

Gourmet Gift Baskets offers a wide variety of delicious food gifts, from meat and cheese trays to chocolate treats and more. Their selection includes both classic favorites like fruit and nuts, as well as more unique items like a Tour de France gift crate with smoked salmon and caviar.

Same Day Flower Arrangements

Flowers are a timeless gift that can brighten any occasion and a great way to say ‘I love you’. Whether it’s a birthday, anniversary, Valentine’s Day, or Mother’s Day, you can find the perfect bouquet or arrangement for your loved ones by using the same day flower delivery service offered by florist box hill.

This luxury NYC florist offers premium floral arrangements and ornamental centerpieces crafted with exceptional use of textures, colors, and fragrances. Their collection of contemporary styles are ideal for gifting on special occasions, weddings, and romantic gestures.

Birthday Flowers

If you’re looking for a unique way to surprise a loved one, a bouquet of flowers is always the most appropriate option. You can choose from a range of flower arrangements from classic red roses to contemporary orchids and tropical delights.

Birthday flowers are a great way to show your loved ones you care. Whether it’s a simple flower delivery or an elaborate flower basket, you can trust the team at box hill florist to make your gift stand out from the crowd. The team aims to deliver the best floral experiences to your doorstep, in style.

Valentine’s Day Flowers

With Valentine’s Day just around the corner, it’s time to start thinking about romantic floral arrangements for your special someone. Whether you’re looking for a

simple, heart-shaped arrangement or something more elaborate, we’ve got you covered!

Roses, especially red roses, have long been the quintessential flower for the holiday. They symbolize love and romance, and have been associated with Valentine’s Day since the 17th century.

Mother’s Day Flowers

When it comes to expressing your love and appreciation to the mothers in your life, nothing is better than flowers. Not only do they make a great gift for Mother’s Day, but they also carry a wide range of meanings that can be interpreted by the recipient.

Some of the most popular choices include roses, pink carnations and lilies. While red roses typically represent romantic love, pink ones convey admiration and gratitude. White carnations are also a lovely choice for Mother’s Day because they symbolize purity and thoughtfulness.

Christmas Flowers

Christmas flowers are a great way to brighten up any space. They’re also a great way to show your loved ones that you care.

These flowers are perfect for gifting this holiday season and can be paired with a variety of other gifts to create the most festive arrangements.

Besides traditional Christmas flowers, there are a few other plants that you may not have considered but are equally stunning.

Azaleas are a popular option for houseplants this time of year, and they come in many different colors. They’re easy to grow and will bloom during the holidays.

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Everpetal Florist – Florist Balwyn, Balwyn North

Looking for stunning, fresh flowers and exceptional gifts to surprise your loved one in Balwyn? Everpetal Florist is your ultimate destination! We are honored to be your trusted local florist in Balwyn, presenting an extensive selection of floral creations, plants, alcoholic beverages, and distinctive gifting options. This Mother's Day flowers let Everpetal Florist be your partner in celebrating the women who have shaped your life. Our thoughtfully arranged flower bouquets are crafted with love and detail. Order flowers online today and let us help you create a Mother's Day memory that will be cherished for years to come. That's why we offer same day flower delivery to Florist Balwyn, Same day delivery Balwyn North and the surrounding areas.

If you're looking for fresh & high-quality blooms with online flower delivery across Balwyn North, choose Everpetal Florist.

Whether it's a joyful celebration or a heartfelt gesture, Everpetal Florist ensures your chosen bouquet arrives at its destination on the very same day. We understand the importance of timeliness in expressing emotions, that's why we go above and beyond to facilitate timely deliveries.

The summer sun brings forth an abundance of flowers. Embrace the elegance of roses in an array of shades, from classic reds to romantic pastels. Cheerful sunflowers, vibrant zinnias, and dazzling dahlias are among the stars of the season, infusing warmth and joy into every arrangement.

Autumn: Nature's Mosaic of Rich Colors

As leaves turn golden, autumn blooms exude warmth and richness. Admire the elegance of chrysanthemums in varied hues, symbolizing abundance and optimism. Warm-toned marigolds, fiery dahlias, and delicate asters add a touch of autumnal splendor to any floral display.

Winter: Subtle Elegance in Frosty Hues

Winter blooms exude a quiet beauty. Delicate amaryllis, symbolizing determination, and majestic orchids, signifying refinement, grace our collections. Evergreens, holly berries, and white lilies evoke the spirit of the season, celebrating resilience and hope.

Our fresh flower delivery is available to Florist Surrey Hills, Florist Doncaster, Florist Box Hill, Florist Deepdene and the surrounding suburbs, bringing the beauty right to your neighbourhood.

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Blooms in the Hills: Exploring the Artistry of Florist Box Hill

Nestled in the eastern suburbs of Melbourne, amidst the rolling hills and lush greenery, lies the charming suburb of Box Hill. Here, amid the bustling streets and cozy cafes, a floral oasis awaits, beckoning residents and visitors alike to experience the artistry and beauty of Florist Box Hill. With its commitment to creativity, craftsmanship, and community, Florist Box Hill has become a beloved destination for those seeking stunning floral arrangements and personalized service. Let's take a closer look at the artistry that defines Florist Box Hill and the vibrant floral tapestry it weaves within the community.

1. Creativity Unleashed: At Florist Box Hill, creativity knows no bounds. With a passion for flowers and a keen eye for design, the florists at Florist Box Hill infuse every arrangement with a sense of artistry and innovation. From classic bouquets to avant-garde installations, each creation is a testament to the florists' creativity and dedication to their craft.

2. A Symphony of Color and Texture: Florist Box Hill specializes in creating arrangements that are as visually stunning as they are harmonious. Drawing inspiration from the natural beauty of the surrounding landscape, the florists at Florist Box Hill expertly blend together a symphony of colors and textures to create arrangements that captivate the senses and delight the soul.

3. Seasonal Sensibilities: Embracing the ebb and flow of the seasons, Florist Box Hill celebrates the beauty of nature's bounty throughout the year. From the delicate blossoms of spring to the vibrant hues of summer and the rich tones of autumn, each season brings its own unique palette of colors and textures to the floral creations at Florist Box Hill.

4. Bespoke Creations for Every Occasion: Understanding that every occasion is unique, Florist Box Hill offers bespoke creations tailored to the individual preferences and requirements of its customers. Whether it's a romantic gesture, a joyous celebration, or a somber occasion, the florists at Florist Box Hill work closely with their clients to craft floral arrangements that perfectly capture the spirit of the moment.

5. Community Engagement: Florist Box Hill is more than just a flower shop; it's an integral part of the local community. The florists actively participate in community events, support local charities, and collaborate with other businesses to promote the vibrant cultural scene of Box Hill. Through their involvement, Florist Box Hill enriches the lives of its customers and contributes to the sense of community spirit that defines the suburb.

6. Commitment to Sustainability: In an age of increasing environmental awareness, Florist Box Hill is committed to sustainability in its practices. The florists prioritize sourcing locally grown, seasonal blooms, minimize waste, and use eco-friendly packaging materials wherever possible. By embracing sustainable practices, Florist Box Hill ensures that its floral creations not only delight the senses but also contribute to the preservation of the natural beauty that inspires its artistry.

In conclusion, Florist Box Hill is a floral oasis where creativity flourishes, and the beauty of nature is celebrated in all its forms. With its commitment to creativity, craftsmanship, community, and sustainability, Florist Box Hill enriches the lives of its customers and adds a touch of elegance to the suburb of Box Hill.

For More: Contact: +61 451964778 Email: hello@prettywildflowers.com.au Timings: Mon-Fri: 8am–3pmSat- 8–10am Visit Us: https://www.prettywildflowers.com.au/

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SUMMER GLAU. SHE/THEY / have you ever heard of bones don’t rust by the mountain goats, well, it describes ECHO BECKETT to a tee! the thirty eight year old, philanthropist was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say she is more standoffish or more helpful instead? anyway, they remind me of a butler roleplaying as a father, missed school events, family name and image over individuality. maybe you’ll bump into them soon! [ NEWT / NEWT / she/they / 33 / EST ] 

MANNY JACINTO. HE/HIM / have you ever heard of caramelldansen by caramella girls, well, it describes CRISANTO “SAN” GRAVES to a tee! the thirty-five year old paranormal investigator was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say he is more gullible or more endearing instead? anyway, they remind me of a flickering flashlight in a dark room, a scared giggle during a horror movie, an endless sugar-fueled tirade on the importance of … what were we talking about? maybe you’ll bump into them soon! [ NEWT / NEWT / she/they / 33 / EST ] 

YAHYA ABDUL-MATEEN II. HE/HIM / have you ever heard of don’t you look back by augustines, well, it describes MUTAMID “MUTA” ROSE to a tee! the thirty-six year old tea/magic shop owner was spotted browsing through the stalls at portobello road market last sunday, do you know them? would you say he is more elusive or more welcoming instead? anyway, they remind me of a wedding band on a gold chain, a table set for two but one seat remains empty, an apology that came too late, maybe you’ll bump into them soon! [ NEWT / NEWT / she/they / 33 / EST ] 

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