Flowery prose
Yesterday, my neighbor came over to get a dozen eggs, and brought me a bunch of baby’s breath from her garden. It was beautiful and delicate, just right for filling out bouquets. But, now, I had to make a bouquet.
I decided to wander around the yard and see what was out there. I’ve been so busy with fruits and veggies lately, I hadn’t been paying much attention to the flowers.
Without even trying very hard, I found daisies and black-eyed susans blooming along the wild edge of my yard. I snipped a couple of coneflowers beginning to open. I took a couple of sprigs of …yarrow? It’s embarrassing that I don’t even know.
But I do know that, together, they made a delightful collection of the height of summer to take indoors and enjoy.
Do you have a cutting garden? Or an overgrown lot full of under-appreciated blooming beauties like I do? What do you like to gather to include in your bouquets? Do you go for color, smell or form?






