Mild Trigger Warning – This post series may contain some events that could be mild emotional triggers, especially for those who’ve experienced some form of stalking, rejection, or molestation.
A while back, I mentioned that I was writing a memoir in order to save past memories before they became too fuzzy in my mind. I’ve actually written a chunk of it. Draft chapters can be found by selecting “Story Series” in my Category list (on the right sidebar). The “Four Bouquets of Flowers” stories are ones I can’t quite fit into the memoir effectively, but wanted to write about, all the same.
The flowers on our dwarf lilac bush have a grainy look, like tiny purple seeds that barely open up. The fragrance is still sweet and delights all of the senses. The bush blooms during three seasons, unlike larger varieties whose flowers die at the end of spring. Continue reading →
I have loved flowers since as young as I can remember, but it wasn’t until my 40s that I discovered my passion for flower arranging. It’s just a hobby, but one I do regularly. Every time I go to the grocery store for the weekly trip, I indulge myself. The act of creating a beautiful display of colors, shapes and fragrances gives me satisfaction. So does their beauty that adds to my life during every season.
Bees have been long-time feared or disliked insects because of their painful stings when feeling threatened, but some (not all), like honey bees and bumble bees, lose their lives after they sting. It’s kind of sad, I think, because these bees are really rather useful insects that provide many benefits to humans. Honey bees pollinate 80 percent of flowering crops. Those crops constitute one-third of everything we eat. Without honey bees, we would not have apples, strawberries, nuts, broccoli, cucumbers, blueberries, and many other favorite foods. Continue reading →