Feeling flowers
Do you agree with Ralph Waldo Emerson that the earth laughs in flowers? I do. Flowers are such an integral part of my existence; I could not imagine a world without them. There are certain times of the year that I think about flowers more than others, and spring (so called, little evidence yet) in Newfoundland is one of those times. As I look out at a light dusting of snow today (yes, snow), I am happy I have beautiful tulips on my coffee table. Happiness reflected I can't get enough fresh flowers in my house, but my budget doesn't allow frequent trips to the florist resulting in long gaps between vibrant colour. No deals in this city when it comes to flowers! I constantly joke that if I won a million dollars I would have fresh flowers in every room of my house every day. Yep, that would be the first change I would make. Not a very exciting option according to friends, but it would make me happy. Flowers also move me to paint. I...