April 1, 2025
The Bloom Central flower delivery of the month for April in Norwood is the Circling the Sun Luxury Bouquet
The Circling the Sun Luxury Bouquet is a floral arrangement that simply takes your breath away! Bursting with vibrant colors and delicate blooms, this bouquet is as much a work of art as it is a floral arrangement.
As you gaze upon this stunning arrangement, you'll be captivated by its sheer beauty. Arranged within a clear glass pillow vase that makes it look as if this bouquet has been captured in time, this design starts with river rocks at the base topped with yellow Cymbidium Orchid blooms and culminates with Captain Safari Mini Calla Lilies and variegated steel grass blades circling overhead. A unique arrangement that was meant to impress.
What sets this luxury bouquet apart is its impeccable presentation - expertly arranged by Bloom Central's skilled florists who pour heart into every petal placement. Each flower stands gracefully at just right height creating balance within itself as well as among others in its vicinity-making it look absolutely drool-worthy!
Whether gracing your dining table during family gatherings or adding charm to an office space filled with deadlines the Circling The Sun Luxury Bouquet brings nature's splendor indoors effortlessly. This beautiful gift will brighten the day and remind you that life is filled with beauty and moments to be cherished.
With its stunning blend of colors, fine craftsmanship, and sheer elegance the Circling the Sun Luxury Bouquet from Bloom Central truly deserves a standing ovation. Treat yourself or surprise someone special because everyone deserves a little bit of sunshine in their lives!"
Bloom Central is your perfect choice for Norwood flower delivery! No matter the time of the year we always have a prime selection of farm fresh flowers available to make an arrangement that will wow and impress your recipient. One of our most popular floral arrangements is the Wondrous Nature Bouquet which contains blue iris, white daisies, yellow solidago, purple statice, orange mini-carnations and to top it all off stargazer lilies. Talk about a dazzling display of color! Or perhaps you are not looking for flowers at all? We also have a great selection of balloon or green plants that might strike your fancy. It only takes a moment to place an order using our streamlined process but the smile you give will last for days.
Would you prefer to place your flower order in person rather than online? Here are a few Norwood florists to contact:
Always In Bloom
324 Charlotte St
Peterborough, ON K9J 2V7
Avondale Flowers & Gifts
443 Dundas Street W
Belleville, ON K8P 1B6
Blooms on West Lake
15786 Loyalist Parkway
Bloomfield, ON K0K 1G0
East City Flower Shop
59B Hunter Street E
Peterborough, ON K9H 1G4
Flowers & Gifts by Brenda
2-203 Simcoe Street
Peterborough, ON K9H 2H6
Holton Flowers
62 Walton Street
Port Hope, ON L1A 1N1
McKnight's
41 Lansdowne Street W
Peterborough, ON K9J 1X8
Pammett's Flower Shop
208 Charlotte Street
Peterborough, ON K9J 2T8
Quinn's Blooms & Greenery
277 Division Street
Cobourg, ON K9A 3R2
The Village Florist
73A Bolton St
Bobcaygeon, ON K0M 1A0
Whether you are looking for casket spray or a floral arrangement to send in remembrance of a lost loved one, our local florist will hand deliver flowers that are befitting the occasion. We deliver flowers to all funeral homes near Norwood ON including:
Quinte Cremation & Burial Services
205 North Front Street
Belleville, ON K8P 3C3
Ross Funeral Chapel
135 Walton St
Port Hope, ON L1A 1N4
Consider the Nigella ... a flower that seems spun from the raw material of fairy tales, all tendrils and mystery, its blooms hovering like sapphire satellites in a nest of fennel-green lace. You’ve seen them in cottage gardens, maybe, or poking through cracks in stone walls, their foliage a froth of threadlike leaves that dissolve into the background until the flowers erupt—delicate, yes, but fierce in their refusal to be ignored. Pluck one stem, and you’ll find it’s not a single flower but a constellation: petals like tissue paper, stamens like minuscule lightning rods, and below it all, that intricate cage of bracts, as if the plant itself is trying to hold its breath.
What makes Nigellas—call them Love-in-a-Mist if you’re feeling romantic, Devil-in-a-Bush if you’re not—so singular is their refusal to settle. They’re shape-shifters. One day, a five-petaled bloom the color of a twilight sky, soft as a bruise. The next, a swollen seed pod, striped and veined like some exotic reptile’s egg, rising from the wreckage of spent petals. Florists who dismiss them as filler haven’t been paying attention. Drop a handful into a vase of tulips, and the tulips snap into focus, their bold cups suddenly part of a narrative. Pair them with peonies, and the peonies shed their prima donna vibe, their blousy heads balanced by Nigellas’ wiry grace.
Their stems are the stuff of contortionists—thin, yes, but preternaturally strong, capable of looping and arching without breaking, as if they’ve internalized the logic of cursive script. Arrange them in a tight bundle, and they’ll jostle for space like commuters. Let them sprawl, and they become a landscape, all negative space and whispers. And the colors. The classic blue, so intense it seems to vibrate. The white varieties, like snowflakes caught mid-melt. The deep maroons that swallow light. Each hue comes with its own mood, its own reason to lean closer.
But here’s the kicker: Nigellas are time travelers. They bloom, fade, and then—just when you think the show’s over—their pods steal the scene. These husks, papery and ornate, persist for weeks, turning from green to parchment to gold, their geometry so precise they could’ve been drafted by a mathematician with a poetry habit. Dry them, and they become heirlooms. Toss them into a winter arrangement, and they’ll outshine the holly, their skeletal beauty a rebuke to the season’s gloom.
They’re also anarchists. Plant them once, and they’ll reseed with the enthusiasm of a rumor, popping up in sidewalk cracks, between patio stones, in the shadow of your rose bush. They thrive on benign neglect, their roots gripping poor soil like they prefer it, their faces tilting toward the sun as if to say, Is that all you’ve got? This isn’t fragility. It’s strategy. A survivalist’s charm wrapped in lace.
And the names. ‘Miss Jekyll’ for the classicists. ‘Persian Jewels’ for the magpies. ‘Delft Blue’ for those who like their flowers with a side of delftware. Each variety insists on its own mythology, but all share that Nigella knack for blurring lines—between wild and cultivated, between flower and sculpture, between ephemeral and eternal.
Use them in a bouquet, and you’re not just adding texture. You’re adding plot twists. A Nigella elbowing its way between ranunculus and stock is like a stand-up comic crashing a string quartet ... unexpected, jarring, then suddenly essential. They remind us that beauty doesn’t have to shout. It can insinuate. It can unravel. It can linger long after the last petal drops.
Next time you’re at the market, skip the hydrangeas. Bypass the alstroemerias. Grab a bunch of Nigellas. Let them loose on your dining table, your desk, your windowsill. Watch how the light filigrees through their bracts. Notice how the air feels lighter, as if the room itself is breathing. You’ll wonder how you ever settled for arrangements that made sense. Nigellas don’t do sense. They do magic.