That's right: we ladies of the wedding crew (that's me and my mother and my friend Maureen) made more than fifty-two bouquets. Fifty-two is when I stopped counting.
I was so pleased with with the flower situation. You see, I made plans with the florist at Kroger to sell me four gigantic buckets of flowers, everything she had in her case that was due to be replaced the next day, for $10 a bucket. For accepting flowers that would fade sooner than the freshest ones--but not until after the wedding, of course--we got an entire dining table full of flowers for a hilariously low price. And without any control over what types we'd get, we had so much fun making up bouquets, corsages, and boutonierres all supplemented with autumn leaves, grasses, and fruits.