An opinion about flowers....

Today I received flowers. I put them in the window. Just like in the song. I actually sang the song as I put them in a vase and put them in front of my largest window. I sat and looked at them for quite a while. Not because I had too much time on my hands, or too much wine to drink in the afternoon, but because I felt they deserved the attention. For some reason I have become stuck on the idea that everyday objects really must start being more appreciated then they have been. If I had to take a guess at this newfound outlook I would say it is incredibly self-reflexive; I felt like Scott didn't look at all the value that I had within me. Whatever. So I spent some time looking at the flowers. They were quite pretty. I wish that my talents lay in being able to capture the image of the way the petals dipped ever so slightly and intertwined with each other. I took a picture. Apparently it lasts longer.

The mystery of my note received yesterday is ever more disconcerting now that I have also received these mystery flowers. Again, the note was not signed. It simply said 'For Penny'. Who knows, maybe it is Mr. B R Fritters sending me flowers to make my imagination soar and come up with some new ideas for my novel. They sure are pretty though. And it made me feel really happy that someone out there spent time picking out these amazing flowers for me to enjoy. This is exactly what I am needing now as I was starting to feel remarkable alone in the past few days....