Today I made the loveliest daisy corsage for a sweet little girl going on a date with her daddy. After I tied it on her wrist, she looked up at him and said they were the prettiest flowers ever. I wanted to laugh and cry and kiss her little cheeks. It was definately the highlight of my day, probably longer than that even.
I figure I must have done something good to spend my days inhaling the sweet smell of stock, wearing faded roses behind my ear and entertaining myself with buckets of heather and lilac and lillies. My hands are rough, my feet ache, the shears slip sometimes, but it's so fulfilling that I wouldn't be anywhere else.
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I'm convinced, there's a magic about flowers. I can feel it every day I walk into the shop.
I hope your weekend is overflowing with beautiful things.
do you work in a flower shop???
ReplyDeletethat is almost like a dream...
they ARE magic! for sure!
what a happy reading!
It's so true, fresh blooms to make a home a happier one! And a wife a better one, right? ;)
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Sarah, There nothing better than hearing "this is the best" from the lips of a child. Have you always worked in a flower shop? It is always a good thing to do something you love.
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DeleteI came across this cute neighborhood flower shop about 5 years ago after I quit working in real estate. I just walked in one day and asked for a job and it's been a pleasure to go there ever since.
Sarah, I love your words and photos here. So lovely...your flowers have added a bit of magic to my day this morning.
ReplyDeleteAs adults we too often take for granted the beauty of something like flowers. It takes hearing a child speak those innocent but heartfelt words to allow us to see what we've "missed". And the colours in these photographs are making me crave spring!
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