Today on the Blitz we have author Patricia McLinn talking about the bride’s bouquet. Please welcome her with some comments about your own dream wedding bouquet (even if you didn’t use it for your own wedding because it was too expensive, far-fetched, or impractical). Should I admit I don’t remember my own bouquet? I had a simple wedding and was so far from a Bridezilla…except for insisting that everyone got married on Sunday until I was finally convinced otherwise by facts…. I was far more focused on the marriage part, and the family that gathered to celebrate.
But in ALMOST A BRIDE, the bride isn’t thinking of bouquet or dress. Matty Brennan is thinking about cattle and fence line. The only reason Matty has asked childhood sweetheart Dave Currick to marry her is as a last-ditch ploy to save her family’s Wyoming ranch.
Dave knows Matty’s up to something. No idea what, but if she needs help he’ll never turn his back on her.
As for her abrupt, outrageous proposal of marriage, there’s no way she’ll go through with it. Yet his agreeing can be the gate to get them past a six-year estrangement he’s feared was permanent.
So, he’ll do everything to set up the wedding, so that when she calls it off she won’t ever be able to say he wasn’t prepared to marry her …
Excerpt from ALMOST A BRIDE …
Things were as set for tomorrow as they could be, including lining up a judge in case they made it that far. He couldn’t pin everything down because a lot depended on exactly how and when Matty backed out of this wedding.
Across from the courthouse, a new store’s sign caught his eye. The flower shop sign advertised that it did weddings.
Well, why not? A bride should have a bouquet, even one who wasn’t going to go through with the ceremony. Besides, maybe giving Matty flowers would soften her up some more about agreeing to keep seeing him afterward.
Five minutes after he’d pushed open the door he was regretting this decision.
“A regular bunch of wedding flowers” hadn’t satisfied the clerk with the t-shirt that read “True Flower Power.” She’d barely contained her shock that he was doing the ordering – “And so late!” – instead of the bride. His not knowing anything about what Matty intended to wear also earned a disapproving stare.
When she reeled off a list of possibilities that had his head swimming, a trickle of sweat worked down the center of his back.
“Look,” he said, breaking into her discourse on pink roses compared to peach roses, “do up something nice. Simple, but nice, okay?”
“Surely, you want something that has special meaning for you and your bride, something that signifies your relationship?”
Prickly pear? He didn’t think this woman would understand that request.
“Regular flowers will – No, wait. I know something. Indian Paintbrush.”
“It’s a wildflower. Has bright red flowers.” Whose vibrancy had always reminded him of Matty.
“Actually, its flowers are small and greenish. It’s the bracts that are red.” Her voice broke.
He eyed her uneasily. “If you can’t get any—”
“I can. It’s not something I would usually have from suppliers, but some is growing in my yard. It’s … I’m so moved.” She had a hand to her heart and was blinking back tears. “So touched. It’s perfect, just perfect. No one ever thinks of it for a wedding bouquet, but nothing could be more perfect. How did you know that Indian Paintbrush’s essence makes dreams come true?”
“Is that a fact? Uh, look, I really got to go now, so if you’ll bill me like we talked about, and have the flowers delivered to the courthouse in the morning, I’m sure you’ll make them look fine.”
“Oh, I will, I will,” she vowed. “With Indian Paintbrush as the base flower and then complemented by other elements that will enhance its ability to balance polarities. It’s really all about yin and yang. Of course, this mountain-grown plant is more subtle, has a stronger element of yin than the desert’s yang –”
Dave closed the door on yin and yang, and sighed in relief.
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Matty’s unusual wedding bouquet of Indian Paintbrush – fiery, stubborn and Wyoming to the core — suits her perfectly, a reminder of the added meanings flowers carry. Just as the flowers that represent the heroines of the other books in the Wyoming Wildflowers trilogy reflect them – fireweed and Taylor in MATCH MADE IN WYOMING, and burr marigold and Lisa in MY HEART REMEMBERS.
Though someday, surely, there’ll be a story with a bride suited to that prickly pear bouquet!
If you’re interested in even more unusual ideas for wedding bouquets (cookies! buttons!), check out my Not-Your-Everyday-Bouquet Pinterest board. If you’re interested in Wyoming wildflowers, you can see more here on my Wyoming wildflower Pinterest board.