The mere mention of dried flowers brings visions to some of old fashioned 60s or 70’s arrangements that your mother or grandmother had at home. Filled with various dried fillers and often in colors that just were not natural (nor pleasing) in any way. Often designed in some almost Colonial American stiff formal style, no real freedom or movement. I thought I would take a change at making my own dried ikebana today, not to make a permanent design but a temporary one. My thought was to give dried flowers some energy and movement if only for a little while. It was a good exercise to see if I could use those lifeless looking , muted colored flowers and breath life into them. The combination of hydrangea, bittersweet and pomegrante branch proved to be a success, one my late grandmother would have loved.