Love Blooms
Early on Mother’s Day morning, when I turned on the living room light, a magnificent bouquet of flowers appeared out of the dark.
I wondered who had arranged the flowers and left them on the coffee table beside my favourite sofa seat. Who had ensured this was the first thing I saw on Mother’s Day?
Later, my youngest daughter, Gemma-Rose, grinned as she told me how she’d bought the flowers and left them in the car when she arrived home from work. Then later in the evening, fearing the flowers were beginning to wilt without water, she’d said, “Mum, why don’t you go put on your pyjamas? Then you can relax snuggled up under a blanket on the sofa while you watch a video.”
So I headed to my bedroom to change my clothes, and as soon as the door closed behind me, Gemma-Rose dashed out to her car to retrieve the flowers. She grabbed a vase from the kitchen and ran to her room before I could discover her secret. Then after I’d gone to bed, Gemma-Rose arranged the flowers in the first place I visit when I get up each morning.
I love flowers. My girls often come home with bunches of beautiful blooms for me. And sometimes I buy flowers for myself.
I used to think cut flowers were a waste of money because they don’t last long. But now I appreciate the beauty they bring to our home. They are a delight, a joy. They’re even more special because, like autumn leaves and a rare sprinkling of snow, they don’t last long.
Flowers represent love at weddings, funerals and Mass. We buy them for people when they’re sick or to celebrate births. They’re associated with birthdays and Valentine’s Day and, of course, Mother’s Day too.
My flowers are gifts of love.
They are my love blooms.
Something Beautiful
Pottery for the Planet
Not so long ago, I started collecting pottery vases after seeing some very attractive ones on the Pottery for the Planet website. I found a local supplier, and now and then, I pop into their shop to chose a new mini vase. They’re the perfect size for a flower or two or a twig or sprig of leaves.
One day, I’d like to own a bigger pottery vase, perhaps a Roman, Retro, Tower, Bouquet or Bulb vase.
Shall we chat?
Do you buy yourself flowers? What is your favourite kind? I like lots of different ones, but natives like proteas are the ones I love best.
Years ago, we had some proteas in our front garden near our living room window. On rainy days, I’d watch the birds sipping the water that gathered in the flowers. Little waterfalls would spill over the edges of the protea petals. It was magical!
Are you good at arranging flowers? I’m hopeless. I cram my flowers into a vase and hope they look good. I could learn how to do things properly by completing a Skillshare flower arranging class. Maybe I’ll take a look!
Protea photo by Jelle de Gier on Unsplash