A Grower Perspective

 When I want to take some time to renew my spirit, get some fresh air and have a bit of creative time, I pot up some big pots with a variety of plants from the nursery.  I’m like a kid in a candy shop choosing plants and tucking them together.  As I was out there today, a scene on the Paris streets went through my mind.  I went to Paris once.  It was winter, January to be exact, cold damp.  We never saw the sun or blue sky, but we were in Paris.  The scene was this; outside a lovely florist shop someone was arranging a huge bouquet for I assume something very special.  He had all the flowers and branches laid out around him on the sidewalk and he was using his special touch to put together something of great beauty. So I think of him, and Paris and the bathtub we soaked in every night to warm up after a cool winter day.