My image of dried flowers is largely shaped by memories of hanging red roses from their thorny stems (a shrine to old boyfriends) and filling porcelain bowls with heady potpourri. But in the last few years, dried flowers have experienced a re-birth, surfacing as a chic, ethereal addition or alternative to fresh cut flowers. I have a Lunaria branch (delicate petals of mother of pearl) that adds a beautiful shimmer to my arrangements. And last winter, I collected several seed heads that I’ve scattered into bowls and baskets around the house. I’m seeing lots of pampas grass and stems of canary grass in arrangements today, and I love the look and texture of dried poppy pods. Have a look at this series of photographs shot by creative studio, Akatre. Some are dried, while others are in their final stages of life; each one is breathtaking.