Magic School Mini - Fresh Flowers
When I go to the grocery store once a week, I try to remember to get a fresh bouquet of flowers. Then when I return home, I gather up all the vases with the brown, drying up flowers of previous trips. I dump out the murky water, refill it and exchange the decaying buds for the nice new variety. Just a few blooms in each vase. It's a simple affair and it is a welcome ritual that helps me usher in a new week, honoring the cycle of death and life while I keep moving forward.
It was an especially good day when I realized my Wonder drink bottle could make the perfect flower vase. A fresh bloom really is a wonder, isn't it? It helps me when I catch sight of it while moving through the morning or evening routine in the kitchen.
It is a small detail, but it makes my home feel magic. Even if we didn't get the vacuum run. Even if the sink is full of dishes. Even if the dirty laundry is overflowing or the bathrooms need a good scrub down. Fresh life is good for the soul. New flowers make me feel new hope.
It's amazing how I begin to feel a certain connection with each arrangement. They are my own, sitting in my home, in my expanse, sharing space and taking in the energy and action of my family's life as we ebb and flow.
I can't help but feel akin to The Little Prince who learns: