The garden is past its prime. I have a few zinnias coming up; the seeds were planted a little late because of my surgery. Only one has flowered so far.
So I craved and needed some flowers for my living room. Lately, the flowers I’ve seen for sale looked too saturated, as if someone had gone into a photo editing program and set the ‘color saturation’ dial a little too high. I’m sure these flowers were all dyed. And they were expensive. I even considered driving to Trader Joe’s for cheap, pretty flowers. However, since the nearest Trader Joe’s is an hour away, the price of gas would defeat my purpose.
Enter the dreaded Walmart. Five dollars.
A big sigh, shoulders drop….fresh flowers make me happy.
Another form of natural beauty:
From our downed sugar maple limb. The grain is so beautiful.
Every tree tells a story.
I may have to keep these.