Things that Make Me GRIN!


A very kind gentleman bought me "thank-you flowers" not long ago and I enjoyed the bright summer colors as a welcome contrast to the grey skies and snow still hanging on outside.
In thinking about flowers, I definately have a penchant for any type of plant that is a prolific bloomer and boasts colossal blossoms - more is more in this category!
A friend introduced me to the writings of Anais Nin. As nature often provides metaphors in life, here is a piece that I can connect with on so many levels:
"And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
For this reason, I cannot resist peonies. In late spring, I am in blooming heaven when they broadcast their behomothic, blousy blossoms that can get as big as your face. Can you look at these exhibitionists and not smile?!
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