Gathered in a garden with thought and love. Put into a clear glass vase with a sense of community.
Nestled.
Green expresses light beyond comparison. Arugula for a bit of spice. A mini snack if one were so inclined.
The scent - oh, the scent! - of pineapple broom. It flows as thick as honey but does not cloy.
Texture - soft texture of the fuzzy kind. With dots of colour.
The glamour of subdued clamour. Each is heard, each by each.
A celebration wholeheartedly and gratefully received.
B.E.A.U.T iful!
Posted by: Kruse | July 08, 2011 at 03:36 AM
Morning Susan
Thanks. They were a meaningful bouquet.
Posted by: karen | July 14, 2011 at 06:51 AM