Of course, Buddy and Momma and Teddy made sense since those are three things she routinely hugs, cherishes and sprinkles her sweet sugar on.
Flowers, for some reason, floored me. We hadn't been gardening, picking roses, buying flowers at the Farmer's Market or even talking about them recently but flowers sure made a lot of sense to me. She loves to gather flowers. She picks the dandelions, cuts the roses in our garden, notices the flowers growing wild in our neighbor's yard and begs me to make crowns of little clover flowers whenever we spot a clump growing protestingly in a manicured lawn. She has a secret spot for flowers...smart girl.
What gets us side-tracked and oblivious to the daily beauty around us? Speed? The nonsensical rush through our day to day obligations? Pressure? Stress? It's silly isn't it? The very thing that can give us pause and help us drink in the beauty of today: a flower, seems inconsequential, optional and thoroughly "extra".
Yesterday I was making a grocery list. As usual, we were out of milk and assorted other necessities. I was writing it down while Patrick and Caroline were eating breakfast and so I enlisted their help, hoping they would remind me of some crucial item I might have forgotten. I asked them what they would like me to get at the grocery store. Patrick mentioned cranberry juice and Caroline piped up: flowers. Flowers. How luxurious. How completely frivolous. How unnecessary.
How tell-tale adult of me.
I don't usually buy flowers at the store but yesterday I almost forgot the milk I was so intent on my mission. Flowers. Of course. The earth laughs in flowers someone wisely once said. However you say it, life just feels better being cloaked in their beauty. We feel their sacred ordinary grace and calm down for a bit. Yesterday, I bought some flowers for a little girl who reminded me not just of their beauty but their necessity as well.