I need no alarm now we are in British summer time. The dawn chorus is enough to wake me. Miniature wrens with the loudest songs of all join in my daily chorus.

The duck is still hanging on in there, literally, on the 4th floor of the horse Chestnut. The expectant father is patrolling on the stretch of canal outsider our kitchen window. Nesting it appears is sometimes a perilous pastime.

Their beautiful nesting songs and the ducks have me thinking.

There’s quite a few conversations right now about sustainable flowers. Quite a few discussions on “green washing”, that activity where businesses appear to be environmentally friendly as frankly it sells more.

There is here though, in the quacks and chirping of our canalside cutting garden, a fierce heartfelt desire for authentic sustainability. I want each of my wild garden style floral designs to be at the very least reusable, if not completely biodegradable. No chemicals or wire, just eco friendly mechanics that anyone can feel happy to compost.

That’s where the idea for the nest came from. Those beautifully crafted, woven homes, places of shelter and safety for the birds that create them. Our Easter bouquets are made using that inspiration, and only locally grown British flowers.