Flowers

I spent a couple of years working in a flower shop. Good years, where some of my jobs included plucking the roses and fluffing the carnations! I never got tired of the flowers. No matter how many times I wrapped them up for other people, I still loved getting them.

Nothing has changed. I still love those sweet acts of kindness that enter my life at the most unexpected moments.

This weekend I received flowers twice. Once from Lennon when he brought me some lilacs off the bush on his way down here. They are sitting nearby in a little green glass vase where I can smell them.

The others are sitting in my heart where I smile every time I think of them. Life should always be this simple and good.