growing my own wedding flowers: tradition meets today

When I got married decades ago, my family couldn’t afford the lavish floral arrangements I’d always dreamed of. My mother told me stories of her own simple bouquet, handpicked from her grandmother’s garden—a tradition rooted in love, not luxury. Now, as I tend my backyard blooms here in the Midwest, I feel that same connection to the past, but with a modern twist: I grow my own wedding flowers, blending old-fashioned know-how with new gardening techniques like raised beds and drip irrigation. Sometimes, my neighbors shake their heads at my wild cottage-style borders, preferring the manicured lawns our HOA encourages. They say it looks messy, but to me, every unruly blossom is a memory, a rebellion against uniformity, and a nod to the resilience of native plants that thrive in our unpredictable seasons. I see younger gardeners on social media showing off imported hybrids, while I stick to the perennials my grandmother swore by—peonies, black-eyed Susans, and lilacs that survive our harsh winters. Is it better to follow tradition or embrace the new? Should we plant for beauty or for the bees? I’d love to hear how others balance nostalgia with innovation in their gardens. For me, every bloom is a reminder that beauty doesn’t have to come with a price tag, and sometimes, the most meaningful flowers are the ones you grow yourself. #gardeningmemories #familytraditions #midwestgardening #Gardening