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The Webster Viridarium

Embrace the beauty of autumn by joining us for an enchanting workshop where you can create your very own seasonal bouquet, filled with vibrant late-blooming flowers, intriguing pods, charming cones, graceful grasses, and stunning everlasting blooms. Throughout this immersive experience, you’ll discover the art of working with everlasting flowers, mastering techniques for drying, pressing, and waxing them to perfection.
Not only will you learn how to gather seeds for next year’s garden, but you’ll also have the opportunity to craft a unique everlasting wreath to take home as a treasured keepsake. Plus, your pressed flower creations, autumn arrangements, and wreaths can shine in the spotlight at the Genesee Country Village & Museum Agricultural Fair Competition! Don’t miss this chance to celebrate the artistry of fall—join us for a delightful morning that promises both creativity and connection.
Location: Davis Opera House
Tickets for this workshop must be purchased online in advance before Friday, September 12, 2025.
Museum Members: $70 | Non-Members: $75
In my garden, after a rainfall, you can faintly, yes, hear the breaking of new blooms.
The optimist sees the rose and not its thorns; the pessimist stares at the thorns, oblivious to the rose.
After women, flowers are the most lovely thing God has given the world.
Love is like wildflowers; it's often found in the most unlikely places.
Where flowers bloom so does hope.
Let us live like flowers, wild and beautiful and drenched in sun.
A flower blossoms for its own joy.
The garden suggests there might be a place where we can meet nature halfway.
Coffee. Garden. Coffee. Does a good morning need anything else?
There are no gardening mistakes, only experiments.
The hum of bees is the voice of the garden.
When the world wearies and society fails to satisfy, there is always the garden.
There is nothing that is comparable to it, as satisfactory or as thrilling as gathering vegetables one has grown.
To plant a garden is to dream of tomorrow.
Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light nothing flowers.
I grow plants for many reasons: to please my eye or to please my soul, to challenge the elements or to challenge my patience, for novelty or for nostalgia, but mostly for the joy in seeing them grow.
The glory of gardening: hands in the dirt, head in the sun, heart with nature. To nurture a garden is to feed not just the body, but the soul.
Flowers are the music of the ground from earth's lips spoken without sound.