Sunflowers

I have a new found love and appreciate for sunflowers.

They are such a happy flower. They are big, yellow, and just truly interesting flowers. You can’t be sad when you see sunflowers, especially when you see them growing by a farm. They grow so tall, its like human sized flowers.

When we had to go to the florist to pick out flowers for the wake, I was adamant that the spread from Jim and myself was made of sunflowers. The very friendly people at Sabellico’s Florist sat us down at a table, and showed us the book. This book was filled with so many different arangements, ranging from the modest to the grand. I told the women, “I want sunflowers,” and she showed me the page of sunflowers. She said she would need to make some phone calls, because it wasn’t sunflower season, and wanted to get us the biggest ones she could find. She called later that afternoon and said she found beautiful ones, and would be able to make us the spread I wanted. They made us a huge heart out of sunflowers, with that ribbon that says, “Beloved Sister.” The flowers are long gone, but I still have the ribbon. Actually, I have every bow and ribbon from every floral arrangement, fruit basket, and everything else that had a bow on it.

$0.44 of Joy

I love getting mail. Magazines, cards, voter reminders, and yes, even bills.

The best is when you get a card for no other reason, then for a friend to say, “Hello.” I’ve been über busy, but have received a few cards from friends and family, that I wanted to share.

A Thoughtful Card

It makes me a little sad that people do not send cards like they used to.

Real cards, not e-cards, e-mails, or any of that stuff. I’m talking about someone finding a card (or making their own), hand writing a message, addressing it, and putting it in the mail. I love getting birthday cards in the mail, holiday cards, thank you cards (remember those?) and cards “just because.”

My best friend and I always send each other cards, because we are in sorta the same situation, and I hope that when she gets a card from me, it puts a smile on her face. Plus, it is nice to open your mailbox, and find something that isn’t a bill or junk mail.