|I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck. -- Emma Goldman|
My home is always full of flowers. There is not a room within this residence that does not contain at least one flower arrangement, regardless of the season. I am fortunate enough to have blushing summer bouquets permanently at my bedside and on my kitchen table, next to my bathtub and on the fireplace mantle all year round.
Mind you, I make a modest income and do not have the means to purchase these extravagant beauties on a daily basis, so I buy them once and they last, in many cases, a lifetime.
How is this possible? It’s really quite simple. My flowers fall into two categories: ‘life’ and ‘still life’. The first group obviously is synonymous with vases or pots full of fresh blooms that come to ‘visit’, arriving regularly via the garden, the farmer's market, the florist's or the roadside.
Their time with us is precious and when they do grace us with their presence, they are the perfect guests. Entertaining us with their vibrant colours and heady aromas, they are always a pleasure to accommodate. Never outstaying their welcome, they make a quiet exit and are greatly missed until their next appearance.
|Perfumes are the feelings of flowers.--Heinrich Heine,The Hartz Journey|
Unlike their living counterparts, their inanimate quality allows them the luxury of becoming permanent residents and in doing so, they may be referred to as ‘hosts’, always making sure that their fellow dwellers are well looked after, comfortable and even, on occasion, pampered.
Ultimately, together they make the perfect pair as one provides a temporary and refreshing change to an equally important stable foundation.
So, give me flowers in any way, shape or form and give me a little happiness. As Claude Monet, master of the flower aesthetic once said, "I must have flowers, always, and always."
Thanks for visiting.
Talk to you soon.