April 1, 2025
The Bloom Central flower delivery of the month for April in Concord is the Happy Blooms Basket
The Happy Blooms Basket is a delightful floral arrangement that will bring joy to any room. Bursting with vibrant colors and enchanting scents this bouquet is perfect for brightening up any space in your home.
The Happy Blooms Basket features an exquisite combination of blossoming flowers carefully arranged by skilled florists. With its cheerful mix of orange Asiatic lilies, lavender chrysanthemums, lavender carnations, purple monte casino asters, green button poms and lush greens this bouquet truly captures the essence of beauty and birthday happiness.
One glance at this charming creation is enough to make you feel like you're strolling through a blooming garden on a sunny day. The soft pastel hues harmonize gracefully with bolder tones, creating a captivating visual feast for the eyes.
To top thing off, the Happy Blooms Basket arrives with a bright mylar balloon exclaiming, Happy Birthday!
But it's not just about looks; it's about fragrance too! The sweet aroma wafting from these blooms will fill every corner of your home with an irresistible scent almost as if nature itself has come alive indoors.
And let us not forget how easy Bloom Central makes it to order this stunning arrangement right from the comfort of your own home! With just a few clicks online you can have fresh flowers delivered straight to your doorstep within no time.
What better way to surprise someone dear than with a burst of floral bliss on their birthday? If you are looking to show someone how much you care the Happy Blooms Basket is an excellent choice. The radiant colors, captivating scents, effortless beauty and cheerful balloon make it a true joy to behold.
Bloom Central is your ideal choice for Concord flowers, balloons and plants. We carry a wide variety of floral bouquets (nearly 100 in fact) that all radiate with freshness and colorful flair. Or perhaps you are interested in the delivery of a classic ... a dozen roses! Most people know that red roses symbolize love and romance, but are not as aware of what other rose colors mean. Pink roses are a traditional symbol of happiness and admiration while yellow roses covey a feeling of friendship of happiness. Purity and innocence are represented in white roses and the closely colored cream roses show thoughtfulness and charm. Last, but not least, orange roses can express energy, enthusiasm and desire.
Whatever choice you make, rest assured that your flower delivery to Concord Vermont will be handle with utmost care and professionalism.
Would you prefer to place your flower order in person rather than online? Here are a few Concord florists to contact:
A Daisy Daze
210 Broad St
Lyndonville, VT 05851
All About Flowers
196 Eastern Ave
Saint Johnsbury, VT 05819
Artistic Gardens
1320 Rabbit Pln
St Johnsbury, VT 05819
Cherry Blossom Floral Design
240 Union St
Littleton, NH 03561
Dutch Bloemen Winkel
18 Black Mountain Rd
Jackson, NH 03846
Fleurish Floral Boutique
134 Main St
North Woodstock, NH 03262
Forget Me Not Flowers And Gifts
171 N Main St
Barre, VT 05641
Lancaster Floral Design
288 Main St
Lancaster, NH 03584
Peck's Flower Shop
64 Portland St
Morrisville, VT 05661
Regal Flower Design
145 Grandview Ter
Montpelier, VT 05602
Sending a sympathy floral arrangement is a means of sharing the burden of losing a loved one and also a means of providing support in a difficult time. Whether you will be attending the service or not, be rest assured that Bloom Central will deliver a high quality arrangement that is befitting the occasion. Flower deliveries can be made to any funeral home in the Concord area including:
Calvary Cemetery
378 N Main St
Lancaster, NH 03584
Cleggs Memorial
193 Vt Rte 15
Morristown, VT 05661
Hope Cemetery
201 Maple Ave
Barre, VT 05641
Pruneau-Polli Funeral Home
58 Summer St
Barre, VT 05641
Rock of Ages
560 Graniteville Rd
Graniteville, VT 05654
Ross Funeral Home
282 W Main St
Littleton, NH 03561
Sayles Funeral Home
525 Summer St
St Johnsbury, VT 05819
VT Veterans Memorial Cemetery
487 Furnace Rd
Randolph, VT 05061
Consider the lilac ... that olfactory time machine, that purple explosion of nostalgia that hijacks your senses every May with the subtlety of a freight train made of perfume. Its clusters of tiny florets—each one a miniature trumpet blaring spring’s arrival—don’t so much sit on their stems as erupt from them, like fireworks frozen mid-burst. You’ve walked past them in suburban yards, these shrubs that look nine months of the year like unremarkable green lumps, until suddenly ... bam ... they’re dripping with color and scent so potent it can stop pedestrians mid-stride, triggering Proustian flashbacks of grandmothers’ gardens and childhood front walks where the air itself turned sweet for two glorious weeks.
What makes lilacs the heavyweight champions of floral arrangements isn’t just their scent—though let’s be clear, that scent is the botanical equivalent of a symphony’s crescendo—but their sheer architectural audacity. Unlike the predictable symmetry of roses or the orderly ranks of tulips, lilac blooms are democratic chaos. Hundreds of tiny flowers form conical panicles that lean and jostle like commuters in a Tokyo subway, each micro-floret contributing to a whole that’s somehow both messy and perfect. Snap off a single stem and you’re not holding a flower so much as an event, a happening, a living sculpture that refuses to behave.
Their color spectrum reads like a poet’s mood ring. The classic lavender that launched a thousand paint chips. The white varieties so pristine they make gardenias look dingy. The deep purples that flirt with black at dusk. The rare magenta cultivars that seem to vibrate with their own internal light. And here’s the thing about lilac hues ... they change. What looks violet at noon turns blue-gray by twilight, the colors shifting like weather systems across those dense flower heads. Pair them with peonies and you’ve created a still life that Impressionists would mug each other to paint. Tuck them behind sprigs of lily-of-the-valley and suddenly you’ve composed a fragrance so potent it could be bottled and sold as happiness.
But lilacs have secrets. Their woody stems, if not properly crushed and watered immediately, will sulk and refuse to drink, collapsing in a dramatic swoon worthy of Victorian literature. Their bloom time is heartbreakingly brief—two weeks of glory before they brown at the edges like overdone croissants. And yet ... when handled by someone who knows to split the stems vertically and plunge them into warm water, when arranged in a heavy vase that can handle their top-heavy exuberance, they become immortal. A single lilac stem in a milk glass vase doesn’t just decorate a room—it colonizes it, pumping out scent molecules that adhere to memory with superglue tenacity.
The varieties read like a cast of characters. ‘Sensation’ with its purple flowers edged in white, like tiny galaxies. ‘Beauty of Moscow’ with double blooms so pale they glow in moonlight. The dwarf ‘Miss Kim’ that packs all the fragrance into half the space. Each brings its own personality, but all share that essential lilacness—the way they demand attention without trying, the manner in which their scent seems to physically alter the air’s density.
Here’s what happens when you add lilacs to an arrangement: everything else becomes supporting cast. Carnations? Backup singers. Baby’s breath? Set dressing. Even other heavy-hitters like hydrangeas will suddenly look like they’re posing for a portrait with a celebrity. But the magic trick is this—lilacs make this hierarchy shift feel natural, even generous, as if they’re not dominating the vase so much as elevating everything around them through sheer charisma.
Cut them at dusk when their scent peaks. Recut their stems underwater to prevent embolisms (yes, flowers get them too). Strip the lower leaves unless you enjoy the aroma of rotting vegetation. Do these things, and you’ll be rewarded with blooms that don’t just sit prettily in a corner but actively transform the space around them, turning kitchens into French courtyards, coffee tables into altars of spring.
The tragedy of lilacs is their ephemerality. The joy of lilacs is that this ephemerality forces you to pay attention, to inhale deeply while you can, to notice how the late afternoon sun turns their petals translucent. They’re not flowers so much as annual reminders—that beauty is fleeting, that memory has a scent, that sometimes the most ordinary shrubs hide the most extraordinary gifts. Next time you pass a lilac in bloom, don’t just walk by. Bury your face in it. Steal a stem. Take it home. For those few precious days while it lasts, you’ll be living in a poem.