I love flowers. There is something about they way they make me feel when I can smell and see them. Here is how I would describe it: happiness, love, celebration, relaxation, art, beauty, life. Literally they make me smile. I like touching them and arranging them. But not drying them, it doesn't seem right. They are meant to be alive, even if for only a short time.
Some cultures do not see flowers this way. I believe the African culture is one of them. Flowers are often seen as condolences after death. Not sure how I will adjust to that. Maybe I will grow some in my own home, or just look forward to that pleasure when we are 'in country' ( back here in the US ).
For my birthday Ron got me the most beautiful Lily's, my favorite flower. Some new ones bloomed each day for over a week, it was wonderful. Thanks Honey!!
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