Flowers are happy things – P.G. Wodehouse
In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer. – Albert Camus
As I look out the window, it is very snowy and sunny. I’m sure it is a very cold day, though I won’t know for an hour or so til I poke my head out. I love a clear, crisp wintry day. From inside.
What I truly love, though, are sunny summer days. My hammock and a good book and a view of flowers. So, as pretty as it is outside today, I am thinking more about the summer.
For 4 weeks, I have been fighting illness and other distractions, but in reality, this whole school year I haven’t felt myself. A wise young man recently told me that I’ve always been good at standing up for other people and that it only makes sense that I stand up for myself. I was reminded of the saying that you need to take care of yourself before you can take care of others.
So, I am taking time this weekend to take care of myself and the things that really matter. Looking forward to Valentine’s Day although everyday should be a time for love.
Stoloniferous, perennial succulent with basal rosette of spiky, narrow leaves. Leaf margins break away leaving long white thread-like fibers. Bears a tall flower spike from the center. Flowers are yellow to green, bell-shaped.
Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflicts. – Sigmund Freud