It is also incredibly inspiring.  Check out some of my latest home and garden finds, and celebrate the season!

Structured, modern and oh so cool… My favorite wreath of the season.

Gorgeous Moss Wreath (Two cool sizes)

12″ $32

24″ $44

Classic Beauty…

Beautiful 8" Natural Boxwood Wreath

$22

Who can resist signs of new life in our backyards, end tables or bookshelves?  Or, can you imagine a cuter spring centerpiece?

Sweet 7" Bird Nest

$11

Front door, back door or bedroom.  How incredibly feminine…

16" Fun Fluffy Green Wreath (Availabe in Hot Pink too!)

$28

Just when you need to unwind…  Stash a bunch where you need the most peace of mind.

Dried Lavender Bunches (Beautifully scented!)

$12 each

All items qualify for free delivery in the Harrisonburg, VA area.  Shipping charges will vary out of area.  5% VA sales tax is applied on all sales.  Contact annieroosltd@gmail.com for details.

Stay tuned for new items~ just around the corner!

Happy Spring!

50% off until sold!  Prices as marked.

My absolute favorite wreath of the season.  Detailed, rustic, yet elegant.  Great for those of us who want to be creative with one wreath this holiday.  Think of a big festive fall bow for Thanksgiving.  And voila, on November 26th change it out with a big red one for Christmas.  Or can you imagine a lovelier Thanksgiving centerpiece?  Easy.  Perfect for this abundant season.

• Chestnut Wheat Wreath 16 inches~ $30/ $15 Sold out!
  

These, I love.  Sweet, demure, and classically appropriate for this time of year.  Twigs, moss, raffia and oh so cute.  Who can resist?  Three adorable sizes available.

• Large Reindeer 11 Inches ~ $15/ $7.50 (Only two left)
  
• Small Reindeer 8.5 Inches~ $12/$6 (Only two left) Sold Out!
  
• Sitting Reindeer 7 Inches ~ $10/$5 (Only three left)
  

Oh boy~ deck the halls!  Fiesta Deco Berry Balls.   Pile them high in your favorite bowl or mix with winter pods and greens.

• Set of 10~ $12/ $6 (Each deco-ball is approximately 1.5 inches)  Only three packs left!
  

Ooo la, la~ what fun!  Don’t these wood curls look like red rosettes?  What a beautiful addition to our Christmas trees!  Or give them to a friend for an updated version of the traditional friendship ball.

• One 3.5 inch ornament~ $8 SOLD OUT!
  

So chic, yet so unpretentious.  This wreath is gorgeous!!! Great for the holidays and all year long!

• Dried 12 inch Hydrangea Wreath~ Melon Color~ $28/ $14 (Only 2 left!)
  

Can’t possibly have enough red roses in your life?  (We understand completely…)  Check out this impossibly decadent red wood curl wreath.

• 16 Inch Red Wood Curl Wreath~ $38~ Sold out!
  
• 11.5 Inch Red Wood Curl Wreath~ $22 ~ Sold out!
  
• 9.5 Inch Red Wood Curl Wreath~ $15/ $7.50 ~ Sold out!
  

And for fun, mix it up a bit…  Red wood curl rosettes framed so beautifully!

• 11.5 Inch Red Frame Wood Curl Wreath ~ $25 Sold out!

Beautiful large fluffy ornament.  Perfect for an nontraditional take on the traditional Christmas kissing ball.  Can’t you see Mistletoe hanging from above?  The ball is approximately 6 inches and looks like a silk dahlias.

Fluffy Pomander

• 6″ Christmas Ball~ $9.00/ $4.50 (Only four left!)

As a Christmas special, Annie Roos offers a $1 delivery surcharge on sale items in Harrisonburg, Dayton, or Bridgewater.  $5 flat rate shipping out of area.  5% Virginia Sales Tax applies.

To place an order, e-mail annieroosltd@gmail.com.

Thank you!

I am so thrilled that the new face of Annie Roos is officially “live!”

A HUGE thank you to Lara Kjeldsen for her work on the Web site (so clean and beautiful) and to Jean Caggiano for her help on the logo redesign and marketing materials (love them). Thanks to you both for helping to make my vision a reality. It will be such a pleasure to meet with bridal and event clients knowing that I now have a fresh face for my business.

Check it out!

Also, check out Lara’s day-time gig (so cool).

http://blueskiesmag.com

And Jean’s graphic design business (amazing).

http://www.gryphondesignassociates.com

This was my first real trip to Paris. As a student, I had traveled through a couple of times by train.  But, I refuse to count passing under the city, and eating a croque mossier on a train platform a true visit. I came to Paris the first week of February to meet my husband who had been on a wine-buying trip for his company. Jeff left the inner workings of the French wine export world to explore the city with me for the better part of a week.

It was snowing in Virginia when I lifted off, really snowing, snow that our part of the world had not witnessed in a decade. When I landed in Paris, it was a balmy 45 degrees and blissfully free of the white groundcover that had become a permanent part of my home landscape. As the taxi came into the center of the city, it was as I imagined. I was welcomed by an overcast gray Parisian sky, intermingled with illuminating bursts of sunshine. The bridges sparkled as the sunlight danced off newly wet pavement, and as the taxi drove into the left bank, the Eiffel Tower loomed between the clouds. It remained ever-present during our stay.

Our apartment was in the 7th arrondissement, in the heart of Paris. The apartment manager handed Jeff the keys along with a list of “must haves” for the neighborhood; the fromagerie, bakery, and a little place called Le Moulin de la Vierge, to grab the freshest morning croissants. I quickly found my first and favorite flower shop, Eric Chausin un Jour de Fleur. The earthy, honeyed smells reminded me of my days at the Enchanted Florist in Alexandria. Every flower was grouped by color and type in rustic, yet elegant, large clay pots and I ordered a half-dozen of the loveliest garden roses in broken French. The shopkeeper wrapped them with such beautiful care, I was tempted not to take them out of the paper. After an evening of fresh baguette, wine and cheese, we slept soundly with the soft smell of garden roses wafting in and out of our quiet, sheltered courtyard apartment.

Our first morning in Paris, we set off for the Musee d’Orsay and breakfasted on fresh-squeezed orange juice and croissants in a ballroom serving as the museum restaurant. The centerpieces (yes, centerpieces) were a deceivingly simple combination of cut amaryllis, bear grass, and aspidistra leaves arranged as artfully as some of the most famous pieces of impressionist art in the galleries below. We spent the morning soaking in Monet, Manet, Renoir, and luxuriated in our good fortune of being able to appreciate these pieces first-hand.

The best part of our week was spent exploring the city on foot. Following a “must see” lead from our good friend Theresa, we headed into la Cite, waded through the intense security of the Palais de Justice, and into the blessed kaleidoscope jewel box that is Sainte Chapelle. Even on an overcast day, it was a an imaginative sight of light, color, and intimacy that I have not experienced in any other church in the world. We then dove into the Louvre and meandered through the galleries to witness the crowded throng that surrounded the mystery of the Mona Lisa and timeless beauty of the Venus de Milo.

We walked. A lot. Popping in and out of cafes and shops, pressing our noses against windows, and strolling by the river and in gardens. Spring comes early to Paris. Pots of hyacinth bulbs, jasmine, and plants prime for terrace gardens overflowed out of Parisian shops. The trees in the city gardens were just beginning to bud, and for me, in February, this was a most refreshing sign. It made me long for a Bourne Identity life, to purchase one of these small, sweet signs of spring, to take it back to my city apartment, and for it to be all in French, of course, all the time.

The most wonderful thing about our time in Paris were the serendipitous surprises. Wanderlust led us away from the Musee d’Orsay and the Louvre and into a fabulous noodle restaurant, Le Thai Dong, located in Japan Town, close to the Paris Opera House. We then found ourselves in an ancient and celebrated cooking shop, E. Dehillerin, where Jeff purchased a beautiful carbon carving knife. A friend and part-time Parisian recommended climbing to the top of the Arc de Triomphe, in lieu of the Eiffel Tower, for a spectacular sun-filled, rainbow-laden, 360 degree view of the city. But, the ultimate highlight???? A wine-making family (that Jeff works with) managed to call in a favor, by-pass a 7 month wait, and snag a coveted reservation at Le Comptoir. Three hours of coursed perfection, and natural wine pairing, was pure gastronomic bliss. I feel drunk and giddy thinking of it.

http://www.foodandwine.com/articles/yves-camdeborde-the-paris-chef-of-the-moment

Paris… Finishing this entry gives me pause as it is difficult to fully express the impression this visit made.  I feel very fortunate to have shared it with Jeff.  I think it is utterly unavoidable to not continue to be inspired by the energy, hope, and resonance of this timeless and wise beauty.