The Art of Arranging Flowers

by Lynne Branard

published by Berkley Trade

2014

I received a copy of this book from the publisher through Net Galley in exchange for an honest review.

This is the story of Ruby Jewell and her life as a middle aged florist in a small town in Washington State.  When I picked up this book, I thought it might try to be like The Language of Flowers, which I absolutely loved.  There are some similarities, but these are different books.  Ruby has a life she enjoys.  She owns her own flower shop, and knows the people in her town very well.  She remembers birthdays, anniversaries, and other special occasions, sometimes before her customers do.  She knows preferences, and has an uncanny ability to fill an arrangement with exactly the right flowers for each occasion- which will bring romance, peace, fidelity, strength, healing.  The only thing it seems Ruby in clueless about is her own life, and her loneliness.  What a wonderful book this was, and how enjoyable to see not only all the lives that Ruby has touched, but to also see her begin her own life again.  The writing is beautiful and lyrical, and I would definitely recommend this book.

Summary

Ruby Jewell knows flowers. In her twenty years as a florist she has stood behind the counter at the Flower Shoppe with her faithful dog, Clementine, resting at her feet. A customer can walk in, and with just a glance or a few words, Ruby can throw together the perfect arrangement for any occasion.
 
Whether intended to rekindle a romance, mark a celebration, offer sympathy, or heal a broken heart, her expressive floral designs mark the moments and milestones in the lives of her neighbors. It’s as though she knows just what they want to say, just what they need.
 
Yet Ruby’s own heart’s desires have gone ignored since the death of her beloved sister. It will take an invitation from a man who’s flown to the moon, the arrival of a unique little boy, and concern from a charming veterinarian to reawaken her wounded spirit. Any life can be derailed, but the healing power of community can put it right again.