Mirrors reflect the foyer ceiling
Pink Champagne bottle in Grandmas ice bucket
And she said, ‘we are all prisoners here of my Bromeliad vice’
Here is the real lyric verse from the song ‘Hotel California’ by 70s American Rock Band, The Eagles. I hope someone else remembers it.
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said, ‘we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
I always thought Hotel California was a weird song, very evocative, but weird. This is another of my spa/hotel lobby arrangements.
The pink flower is ‘Little Harv’ Bromeliad (Aechmea ‘Little Harv’) Little Harv was developed in South Florida in the 1970s and is a popular and easy to grow perennial. Ironically, Little Harv is relatively tall reaching about 3 feet. The Dwarf Pineapple (Ananas spp) is another Bromeliad I used in a vase a few months ago, it dried in this downward curve. The background is a Tropical Gardenia leaf (Tabernaemontana divaricata) and some Wild Asparagus fern. The pink bottle is from Champagne a friend brought to share at a dinner party and the crystal ice bucket is Fostoria from my grandmother.
Here is Little Harv in bud and full bloom. I cut this one today as it is in a bit too much shade and our lawn mowing crew is very likely to run it over.
The Shrub Queen 
Nice take on the HC song. Even though the lyrics were odd, who doesn’t remember that classic?
Lawn guys are a gardener’s nightmare. I’ve had a few incidents over the years about their blunders at various clients’ gardens. That’s why no one can mow my lawn but me, lol. When I have to give it up, I’ll be that old lady with her cane pointing, gesturing and yelling. 😀
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Thank you, so, far the lawn guys have only weed eaten some beach sunflowers and they liked it!
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Very creative. I love those little pineapples. I just recently saw an Eagles tribute band. They did a good job with all the songs, but the venue was small and the music too loud. You know what we used to say…if the music is too loud you are too old. 😦 Never thought I’d see the day.
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Thank you and I am right there with you, we foolishly went to a Van Halen concert and had to leave. Way too loud.
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My favourite band from high school days! A perfect combo with the pink champagne bottle!!
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Thanks, one of my high school favorites as well.
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Oh what a great reference, Amelia – and what a glorious combination! The pink champagne bottle is absolutely perfect to reflect the pink in Little Harv (and reflects you too!!)
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Thank you, Cathy,
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Your bromeliad flowers are always remarkable. I seldom see blooms on any of mine (but maybe their performance will improve when I get around to creating their fortress against raccoon intruders). I do remember the song and always thought the lyrics a bit odd but then drugs facilitate odd connections.
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I think the best bloomers have come from garage or botanical garden sales.
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Any I always enjoy your vase creations. I never see any of the plants you use so I learn a lot from your work.
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Thank you, that is the point of the blog.
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I love this style of arrangement but not one I find easy to achieve. The little pineapple is so sweet.
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Thanks, Christina- the stars have to align to come up with one of these..like a perfectly bent pineapple.
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Hotel California is about the penitentiary in Vacaville. The picture on the album is of the Beverly Hills Hotel, which was right across the street from the Osbourne Residence, which Brent managed the landscapes of for many years. Mr. Osbourne is Ozzy Osbourne. I don’t remember who he was, but it seems that everyone else does.
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Now that I read those lyrics, they sound more than a bit creepy! But your arrangement is beautiful and so cleverly done.
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Hi Cynthia, creepy indeed, someone else commented it was about a prison.? If I knew that I had forgotten about it. Thank you.
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And if it was written in the high sixties, one never knows, right?
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Yes
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