It's pretty amazing how everything fits together and works... with flowers or life, however you want to read it.


We've finally found a house to move into. I'm pretty excited to have a backyard to garden in and a space to designate for painting only. If only this home was on rolling hills with a couple cows (and goats and sheep and chickens and bunnies and well, you get it). Maybe in a couple years, but right now I'll take what I can get.


The tulips were given to me by an old gentleman, "It's your lucky day". The gardenia (I believe) I found by my car, probably lonely. For once I was not the one picking and plucking, but receiving from sheer luck. (It made them that much sweeter)