The other day while at my local Kroger store, I walked near the “day old” flowers, the ones they put on the table that are starting to look sad. As I stood there, sniffing, I smelled a strong Hyacinth aroma for which I LOVE!! Searching all over, I looked up and there stood a woman pondering. I smiled and she smiled and instantly started talking to me.
This is not a strange thing to me….I am enough of a social butterfly...translation: I can start-up a conversation with a wall! …which I am sure is a mystery to most my family. On the bright side, I can make friends easy! I spent many young years playing make-believe all alone. Anyways, this lady began to explain that the flower department clerk told her she would put together any of the “sad” flowers into a bouquet if wanted. Re-make them ….pretty. My question is: How can I make that work for ME!
Oh for it to be so easy!….wouldn’t it be cool if were! That is why I like the sun so much. The sun shines HOPE on any situation. When the sun shines the world becomes bright and shiny and if there is not so shiny areas, it is easier to see the spots to wipe down….dust…or in most of my cases…dig out !!!! At least the prospect of clean and clear is available.
The lady at Kroger’s continued to explain to me her need for fresh flowers in the darkness of winter to keep her from the gloominess of the dark weather. Her depression keeps at bay more when she surrounds herself with the beautiful-ness of flowers. I must agree with her. I have never thought it a waste to give or receive fresh flowers. That is on my “pseudo” bucket list, more like a large vat of hopes and dreams. The ability to buy fresh flowers every time I want to……good thing I do not live in New York yet. All those cute little flower vendors on the streets. It would ruin me.
I felt her pain that day, I too struggle with the coziness of winter. It seems I have become one of those women.…always COLD! Really it is not the rule, except when it is winter. That temperature dips down and my bones instinctively ache and I FREEZE. The flip side is I am the first one to “smother” in a stuffy room….get so hot I will melt….I really need a bit of air blowing thru …..it makes NO SENSE!!! But, I have finally decided that if I had to pick, I would choose warm weather over cold. These brittle bones under all these layers of…..let’s just say…skin! are way too sensitive. What an oxymoron!
So welcome back Mr. Sun…..I enjoy the ever present warmth of your rays…..even though you do point out the shabby non-chic-ness of my house….or more correctly my lack of cleaning! Always a trade off…but I will take it! Like is too short to fret the small stuff!