Far be it from me to use that dumb phrase, but… just look at this adorable thing:
Don’t you want one? Well, na na na na boo boo, it’s mine.
But you can make your own!
Here is the story behind the cute thing:
I recently returned from a tour of Eastern Ontario, where I served in a grueling bridesmaids corps for about a week. My French-Canadian friend married a delightful man who happens to be East Indian, so they had a big Indian wedding followed by a fun, more Western reception. I’d share all the photos, because it was all great stuff, but I didn’t take very many.
I did bother to take a couple of photos of their amazing wedding favours: potted plants in vintage teacups! The bride had this brilliant idea awhile ago and spent the summer scouring second-hand shops for teacups, while the Maid of Honour (slash botany hobbyist) potted a few different types of plants. The whole thing apparently took two months from start to finish—but don’t let that dissuade you; there were a lot of periods of rest, while they waited for the plants to grow, and just watered them a couple of times per week.
A great thing about this wedding was that the bride and groom are both very environmentally conscious, so they wanted their wedding favours—and everything else about their big day—to be sustainable, healthy, low-impact, etc. And they did a great job with that! (A few die-hards, myself included, spent some time sorting recycling and compost just after the luncheon….)
And they did so well with the navigating-a-cross-cultural-relationship stuff too: namely, forging strong bonds between two very different families. So, all in all, they seem to be off to a good start in life!
So, the two ladies later transplanted the little plants into the teacups, watered them, cleaned them up, and adding cute tags—which was my contribution to this craft.
(My other contributions to the wedding cause included MCing and co-DJing the reception—which, let me tell you, it was hard to please the Indians! But I came out alive. Just say YES to MORE BHANGRA!)
Anyway, as per the Maid of Honour’s instructions (out of sight, on the back of the tag), I am to give this little succulent six hours of sunlight per day, and repot him into a bigger thing in about a year. Fingers crossed that I don’t kill him before that.
Happy crafting! Slash gardening. And happy future tea drinking as well.
What a great idea. Glad it survived the plane trip!
Me too! I had to wrap it up in newspaper, put it in a cottage cheese container with no lid, and then put elastics around it. It was all good though.