Tanawha Flower Delivery Same Day 

A new baby and a house on acreage is a delivery Andrew and I used to do ourselves, one state south. We ran the flowers out of our Kingscliff shop between 2006 and 2009, and the Terranora and Bilambil runs were all long drives, all gates, all numbers painted on something that had grown over. I drove past one place three times looking for a letterbox, walked the drive, and the woman had been watching me the whole way up. She was holding the baby.

Hospital or home both work, and after they are back is fine.

Anna's call: nothing that sheds, nothing scented, nothing that wants tending. New parents are not changing vase water. New baby flowers in a box, left alone, are the ones still going on day six.

You want it to land while it still counts. Home is the only sensible address, and out here that means someone is there or it waits in the sun on a verandah. A mobile number in the notes means the florist can ring on the way.

Classic stems, substantial without being extravagant. Too big looks like buying forgiveness. Roses do this job, and an I am sorry bunch built around them reads as considered.

Tanawha runs young, median age forty. The birthdays being marked out here still have kids in the house. If it needs to be there before people arrive, morning is the window to ask for, and the date you pick at checkout is the date it goes.

Anna on where the vase goes

Keep it off the kitchen counter, where the cake and the presents end up and the flowers get knocked about. Fortieth birthday flowers in mixed tones hold longer somewhere with less traffic.

Some of these orders have no occasion attached. Somebody out here has had a week, and you want something on the table without making a thing of it.

Chrysanthemum and carnation. They ignore the fruit bowl, they take a warm room, and they are still going at the end of the week. A hand-tied bunch of either is the safe call when you do not know the house.