August 26, 2011

The Power of Flowers . . . Wild Ones, That Is.

I'll be the first to admit it.  I'm not the kind of gal who likes receiving flowers.  I actually usually get kind of annoyed when I do.  I know -- that's a real bitch of a thing to admit to . . . but it's true.  There's something so planned and contrived and orchestrated about the whole flower thing that I just can't get excited about it.  To me, it's one of those generically romantic things that rubs me the wrong way, kind of like weddings, which I also am not fond of.  (I actually really think weddings are a real waste of energy and money, but that's for another day and time.)

Besides, flowers from a florist are way too expensive to last only a week.  What really charms me is something special and original, like, I don't know, a big cylinder of Cheese Balls or something.  But that being said, I actually do love flowers, particularly the kind that spring from the wild and brush against your legs when you're taking a walk on a summer morning or that catch your eye at the farmstand, such as these beauties that I picked up for less than four bucks earlier this week.


They might've been the prettiest bouquet I've ever seen, probably because they were so natural resting in water, held together with a rubber band just waiting for me to pluck them from the wooden crate.  They didn't try to be prettier than they were; there was no pretense in their packaging; there was nothing planned or contrived about them -- they just were.  These are the kinds of flowers I love -- the ones that symbolize the unexpected pleasures of life, rather than the planned ones.  Kind of like life.  Because some things are better unplanned.

4 comments:

BlackLOG said...

I'll be the first to admit it. I'm not the kind of gal who likes receiving flowers. I actually usually get kind of annoyed when I do.
I wish you would talk to Mrs B…..My opinion why should poor innocent little flowers suffer for a fleeting moment of apology or bribery…

Sarah said...

I should talk to Mrs. B! I agree, of course. After all, a flower's life is meant for more than that, right?

A Beer for the Shower said...

Very nice bouquet you've got there. I just moved into a very flowery neighborhood, and even though I don't buy flowers myself, it's nice to stroll along the sidewalks here every day and see so many nice looking yards.

Sarah said...

Thank you! Flowery neighborhoods are wonderful. It's nice to be able to enjoy beauty at the hard work of others. Nice-looking yards take a lot of effort!