Friday flowers

For me, freesia are the clearest sign of spring. They pop unbidden out of the ground in my parents' yard, a ghostly remnant of the previous owner, a tiny old woman who adored her enormous garden and her tuberous plants. They always seem to arrive just in time for Easter, yellows and purples and whites. We tuck dyed eggs around their bases, inhale the sweet scent. They are fleeting.

{flowers, wine}

The days are getting longer - have you noticed? The other day I left work, walked to the grocery store for food and flowers, came home and found our apartment filled with light. I poured myself a glass of wine and snipped away.

{evening arranging}

Freesia are simple to arrange, because it's best if you leave them to their own devices. I find they always want to list to one side, so I let them.

{freesia}

Evening light, I've missed you.