Winter Roses

“Rarity gives a charm; so early fruits and winter roses are the most prized; and coyness sets off an extravagant mistress, while the door always open tempts no suitor.”
~Martial

Bouquets

“I have always thought my flowers had souls.”
~ Myrtle Reed

Daffodils

I wanted to write about daffodils in the middle of cold
winter nights. My thoughts move to the flower’s symbol
of rebirth and new beginnings. It is also one of the first
perennials to bloom after winter, sometimes through a layer
of snow. It’s Latin name is Narcissus.
I wanted to write about the yellow color it is,
bright as the sun on a clear summer day.
It’s middle trumpet appendage calls to the other flowers,
rise as Spring is almost here.
I still smell my bouquet ignoring the pungent odor as there
is type of clean in there which I can’t ignore. I wanted to write about daffodils.

Bouquets

“Surely the flowers of a hundred springs are simply the
souls of beautiful things!”
~L.M. Montgomery, The Watchman and Other Poems

Bouquets

Writing before on this subject, about five years prior, I find I am once again finding beauty through grocery store bouquets. The flowers have gone up in price which one would expect over a five year stretch of time. These particular bouquets are five dollars. Each week while shopping I look forward to choosing one and returning home to put together fresh flowers for my home.