Turns out she's a pro at delegating, too.
Mark F (at right above) tackled the Green Cabbage with a pair of scissors. The hole was a wee bit shallow, but foliage would soon cover that.
Paula M (who confessed to years as a flower arranger for a garden club) bravely attacked the red cabbage with a lettuce knife, made a hole big enough for a free water cup from the B&N cafe, and went to town.
She had her own ideas about color and composition and was selective about who she listened to!
Peter K, above at left, who spends what time he can in Hawaii (a floral paradise if there ever was one), was fairly quiet, and perhaps had his doubts-- if I read his facial expression correctly. Since he's always kind, though, he didn't get in anybody's way.
After the "vases" were made and one arrangement done, Peggy cleaned up the fringey fronds. I had been enjoying the aroma of a feathery dill and modernistic eucalyptus. I don't think the cafe staff even had to get out their mops!
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