As I swooped into the grocery store late Saturday afternoon to buy food and flowers for my upcoming dinner I was hoping tentatively for white daisies...something simple that would go with lots of my summer tablecloths. No such luck. The selection, not good lately at any time, was skimpier than usual and distinctly tired. The only flowers that looked perky and summery were orange asiatic lilies. I mentally visualized my tablecloth inventory and thought there was probably something that would look good with orange, so home they came. There were only four sprays of mostly buds that rattled about even in a smallish vase. Adding madrona leaves from the tree next to the house echoed the substantial starburst shapes of the flowers and reminded me of the tropics...an appropriate image for summer. The runner I had envisioned in the store looked insipid with the bold flowers, but I found a wool scarf that stood up them and the table came together. Sometimes the whole process is a seat-of-the-pants undertaking very much dependent on what I find and what I have.
One fun element of this table was the chance to use the funky brass and wood flatware that Mike's brother brought back from Thailand when he was serving in the Coast Guard in Vietnam...1969 I think. He recently found the set during a move and offered them to me. Since he and his wife were the guests at our party it seemed like a good time to break them out.