On to the next idea.

I went to Jo-Ann's to grovel, groveling is my expression for methodically walking up and down the aisles looking for inspiration and treasures.   I needed to come up with a new plan  for the front door, now that I no longer wanted to create "THE" umbrella of flowers.  

After hours of visual thinking, looking at this with this, that with this, that with that, a trip to Hobby Lobby to repeat the process, and strong ideas about what I really didn't want, Tulips or Forsythia, I finally settled on two shades of Lilacs and some little white flowers.  I said settled, but it was more akin to "I really like these together!" 

At any rate, here's my wreath.  

I'm about 90% thrilled with it.  It's not exactly what I first imagined it would look like because . . .

1. My original plan was to only put flowers on the wreath between the 10 and 6 o'clock position, but the twig wreath vanished into the doors black abyss from a distance, so I had to purchase more flowers and do full coverage.  
2. It's difficult to wire flowers to those weak twigs without breaking them.  I usually just poke the flowers into the gaps of the wreath, and cross my fingers that the wind doesn't take it apart.
3. It's even more difficult to get the balance of color and weight distributed precisely when the branches are hit or miss like they are on this type of wreath base.  My OCD really likes things precise.  

As it turns out, I ended up taking the entire wreath apart after my first attempt and reconstructing it. Originally, I had cut the flowers too long and they laid oddly on the wreath with that much stem, which left me about 20% satisfied with how it looked.  So now that I am at 90% it seems like I should force my OCD to stop looking at the problems and just be happy with it, which I am.