Les Belles Fleurs

I’ve had a love affair with flowers ever since I was knee-high to a grasshopper.

Ok . . . I was a little taller than that, but definitely pre-kindergarten!

It all began with the pansies! I remember the first time I watched my grandmother planting them in her garden. I was mesmerized. No two were exactly alike, each with markings that resembled little “faces”, and velvety petals in burgundy or purple. (Perhaps that explains my affinity for those colors, even now.)

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When I was old enough to take the subway into downtown Boston (either to shop, or in later years to go to work), I was always enchanted with the flower vendor stalls located underground – close to where one would catch a train. First of all, the fragrance was amazing! It would literally assail your nostrils the moment you came anywhere near the stalls. Next, you’d catch that first glimpse of a riot of color – flowers of all kinds, neatly displayed in pails of varying sizes. The prices were really quite reasonable back then. Even my meager babysitting wages could cover the cost of a cheerful bouquet. As a teen, I enjoyed stopping on my way home to purchase flowers for my grandmother. It always seemed like such a “full circle” moment to present them to the one who inspired a love of flowers in me! 😀

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After Sir Beads and I had been married a little over a decade, he began to bring me flowers every week. This went on for several years and I absolutely adored it! During that time, our dining table always looked so beautiful. The flowers would change from week to week with each arrangement prettier than the last. Eventually, I decided we should probably be saving the money for necessities, and I reluctantly suggested that he stop. But you know what? Those years of weekly flowers made a lasting impression on all of us. They brought a special joy that lingered long after we discontinued the tradition.

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Of course, I still love having fresh flowers in our home from time to time, and I enjoy seeing them grow in our yard. Lately, however, I’ve been busy making flowers. More on that soon! 😀

Hugs,

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We Are Fa-mi-ly

Did you notice?

We’ve had a very special week on this blog . . .

And it’s funny because most of us had unusually busy schedules over the last several days.

In spite of that, we did our best to drop in when we could, and the comments were AMAZING! To me, it was a turning point.

Of course, for a long time now, I’ve felt that we have a special group . . . but this week we’ve taken it up another notch! My heart melts reading the lovely things you all say to each other. I don’t know what I ever did to be blessed with the lot of you, but I sure am delighted that you carve a little time from your own busy lives to gather here.

You are appreciated so very much. 😀

(And if you’re a visitor, but are shy about commenting, fear not! You’re in good hands with this sweet bunch.)

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Happy Weekend!

Hugs,

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Blame It On The Genes

It’s an all too familiar tale . . .

Crystal entered the store to buy slippers – and only slippers. Through no fault of her own, she came upon a “seasonal” aisle that she had to pass in order to get to those aforementioned slippers.

She told herself: Don’t even look – you don’t need more Easter decorations.

Full of resolve, she briskly moved down the aisle and was just about to take a left towards the ladies’ department when it happened . . .

There, in front of her, stood a twig tree festooned with colorful wooden eggs.

Oh how adorable! She thought.


She might have gotten by them, but suddenly she noticed how cute they looked in their package.

And next, she saw the price – $6.99!!!!

This is where it gets cloudy. Somehow they hopped into her basket – of their own accord!

Really!!!

(What can I say? It’s tough to fight that shopping gene.) 😉

Hugs,

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Things Are Hopping . . .

Things are hopping here, lately. You all know how that is. One week everything goes according to plan, and then suddenly a renegade week (or month) pops up and we’re rushing like crazy to complete all we have to do before bedtime!

So, today I have an older post to show you. It’s in keeping with the Easter traditions we talked about on Monday.

I think you’ll like this little tale of how my girls and I once tackled a new (to us!) Easter tradition. You can read it by clicking here.

Hugs,

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