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A staircase that grew wild with peonies and maple. A head table that felt more like a meadow than décor. Bud vases and candlelight tucked in just enough to make the whole room lean closer.
For Alice and Jake’s barn wedding in Cohasset, MA, rustic became something else entirely— not just an aesthetic, but an entire design philosophy.
A&J gave me three things: two “wow-moment” requests, a barn wedding venue practically begging for seasonal garden-style flowers to have their moment, and trust. Their vision was simple: to let the flowers do their job, and leave room for them to live it.
What they received in return was proof: when you let the season lead and give your wedding florist clear intentions, rustic wedding flowers stop being Pinterest inspo and start being personal—expressive, emotive, and alive.
Photographs by Genevieve Photography | @genevievephotography
Alice didn’t come to me with a strict rustic theme laminated in a binder. She came instead with a wedding in two halves—held by two spaces that couldn’t be more different, yet somehow belonged to each other.
The first: an intimate ceremony on Rexhame Beach, sea air and sand stretching for miles. The second: a full wedding celebration two days later at The Red Lion Inn in Cohasset, where seaside gave way to warm wood and natural stone.
Alice’s priority was clear: flowers that didn’t just decorate but sang. No corsages. Boutonnière for the groom. Guest tables kept light. Bouquets that made sense in both venues. Every petal doing its part to stitch two chapters into one story.
One called for soft peach and lavender vibes—a bouquet like a love letter. Moving. Meaningful. Memorable. The other for a wedding’s worth of wild garden-style flowers in pink and dusty blue.
And her only note for me? “Here’s my vibe, and I trust you.”
Say less.
Alice decided early: if the flowers weren’t going to spark joy and conversation, they weren’t worth the budget. Enter: her “wow-moment” asks.
The barn staircase installation became the canvas for Wow Moment One. We wound maple branches from my own garden into the newel posts, added alliums for lift, tucked hydrangea for a wash of blue.
Wow Moment Two? A head table to stop the room in its tracks. We swapped a predictable centerpiece for a meadow running the length of it and two more meadows grounding it at the floor. A few intentional choices—color at eye level, texture moving in every direction—and suddenly the barn wasn’t rustic. It was alive.
The overall effect wasn’t ornamental. It was florals as poetry. Seasonal blooms climbing, curving, and filling the barn with bold color, as if A & J’s very presence had brought it to life.
That’s what rustic wedding flowers should be. Not a default aesthetic but a way to complement a barn venue’s natural character, to let your story meet the season head-on.
The beauty of choosing flowers by season is that nature always over-delivers.
June gave us peonies at their peak— softening The Red Lion’s historic barn with romance. Poppies and ranunculus added texture to the tables, delphinium stretched skyward in blue, hydrangea and garden roses filled bud vases to bursting. Compotes slipped in-between, carrying the color like a conversation.
Sourcing stayed close to home—it always does. I tucked my own garden-grown ingredients where it made sense and welcomed snapdragons a friend of mine brought by. I pulled a few treasures from a Providence co-op: campanula, clematis, didiscus. The kind of stems that make guests lean closer and whisper, Wait, what is that?
Even the flatlays carried the season forward— poppies, delphinium, and peonies tying their gallery back to their day, the same way we tied beach ceremony to barn reception.
And all of it wove together naturally because Alice trusted in the season, and her wedding florist.
Barn wedding flowers don’t have to mean rustic, and rustic is not a shorthand for DIY. Rustic is rooted—in place, in season, in the relationships that make each stem possible. It’s garden-style design in its truest form.
Whether you want to lean luxe or go for bold (or embrace both!), the rustic wedding flowers will meet you there. (As will I.)
hi, i'm roxy!
I’m a florist by instinct and an artist at heart, drawn to flowers that move like they mean it. The kind that lean into the light, spill a little wildly, and say something real without saying a word.
As a florist located in Greater Boston, I design for celebrations across New England and beyond, always guided by seasonality and story. My work is garden-inspired, movement-driven, and rooted in emotion. Whether you're planning a wedding or just here to gather ideas: welcome. I'm so glad our paths crossed.
hi, i'm roxy!
I’m a florist by instinct and an artist at heart, drawn to flowers that move like they mean it. The kind that lean into the light, spill a little wildly, and say something real without saying a word.
As a florist located in Greater Boston, I design for celebrations across New England and beyond, always guided by seasonality and story. My work is garden-inspired, movement-driven, and rooted in emotion. Whether you're planning a wedding or just here to gather ideas: welcome. I'm so glad our paths crossed.
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