This weekend, my lovely friend Susanne, whom I’ve known since I was 11, presented me with a beautiful bunch of spring flowers – anemones and tulips (my favourite). As I stuffed them unceremoniously into the first vases that came to hand, (well, we were in the middle of my husband’s birthday party), I inadvertently conducted a floral experiment that’s brought out the philosopher in me. Or should that be the flowerosopher? I think I’ve just invented a whole new school of thought. Florists, philosophers – you decide….
Sometimes it’s good to be in solitary splendour, regardless of what anyone else is doing – but it can get a bit lonely.
Other times, there’s safety in numbers, all standing together, disciplined and firm.
Best of all is when you can be together, but enjoy the freedom to be who you want to be and to go where you want to go in life.
I know which I prefer.
Thank you, Susanne – you and I definitely belong in vase number 3!
I’m picking #3 too, although every now and again, I’d opt for #1… . Lucky you to have a friend that you’ve known for so long still in close enough proximity to be a flower-giver!
Yes, #1 is good now and again too!
Susanne actually lives 100 miles away from me, in London. I know that’s not far in North America, where everthing is on a grander scale than in England, but here it’s enough to ensure we see each other only a handful of times a year. But she’s one of those friends that no matter how rarely you meet, it still feels like you saw each other only yesterday. The best kind!
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Yes, I’d have put you down as a 3, too, Helena! 🙂