I have never considered myself a gardener, but I love flowers. I love flowers as much as beautiful floral china teacups. I love flowers as much as I love sterling silver jewelry or painted furniture or no iron shirts. I find myself drawn towards anything with flowers on it these days. I am drawn to the paintings of gardens and floral arrangements. I look forward to first going into the grocery store just to see the bunches of flowers over in their little refrigerator ready for purchase. I even just purchased a simple little hooked rug that is simply a yellow rose.
I don’t know why I am so attracted to flowers. Maybe it is their simplicity. Maybe their simple magic of appearing out of a tiny little pod. Hydrangeas especially fascinate me by the simple fact that the main flower is made up of many small little buds.
Since I have moved into a townhouse, I am limited on the amount of flowers that I can plant. I have a limited amount of space. And a limited budget but I seem to always have flowers of some sort. But when fall comes around and the first frost, the flowers are more or less gone until the spring. But I have discovered something wonderful……
This year I have been exposed to bulbs…….and the wonderful act of forcing them. I am now sitting here at my computer and looking at the 5 hyacinth bulbs that I am forcing to bloom in the coldest months of the year. I am forcing them to bloom early. I am forcing them to be a flower before nature intended them.
I am so excited. It won’t be long before the flowers bloom and fill my home with a wonderful fragrance and color. And as I sit here at my desk on the eve of a new year, I can only look forward to not only 5 blooms but also a new year that has come fast and furious. Not forced or pushed though. It is coming, as my 5 little blooms with new experiences to behold and wonderful things to fill my life.
I hope each of you will find a new year full of blooms. Those things that make your life just a little better, a little sweeter, and a lot more joyful.