I recently discovered that there is a man who visits my work each week selling roses. Now, I have always loved fresh flowers in my home, but often feel a teensy bit guilty buying them. I mean, it's not like the money couldn't be better spent on oatmeal or eggs or salad greens...at least that's the thought that loops through my head whenever I am tempted to buy cut flowers. I don't know where it comes from...must be the ugly side of frugality rearing its head. If the flowers are potted or are a packet of seeds, I can/will drop money without a thought and not feel even a twinge of guilt. Fresh cut flowers, not so much.
So, I was ecstatic to find that the roses are gorgeous, last forever, and are reasonably priced. All criteria met to quiet the guilty voice of "money could be better spent," and I now have beautiful cut flowers in my home.
Years ago I took a calligraphy class and for my final project, I wrote and illuminated the following quote:
"I would rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck..."
And the sentiment is still true. These days I might take the diamonds, sell them, and then be able to afford more roses on my table...but the beauty of flowers wins every time with me. How about you...roses or diamonds?
|I love old picture frames, placed on my mantle...pictures and memories...|
|I collect milk glass and the vases look especially nice in the Spring with fresh flowers...the stark white of the glass sets off even the most subtle colors in a flower...I find milk glass to be very under appreciated in the collecting world...|