“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” Marcel Proust
A little bouquet that I keep on my kitchen counter. I see it every time I make coffee or prepare a meal. It makes me smile.
It is from my friend Linda. She gave me the original the end of December. Then she went away for about five weeks touring sunny southern California. I filled in with rosemary stolen from the plants at the bank near me.
She returned home to Portland last week and replenished my floral arrangement from her garden. It is a simple gesture that means so much to me.
I realize there might be gaps in our friendship, times when we are apart or “not on the same page”. Yet, I know we share underlying affection and respect for each other. To me, that is friendship.
Thank you Linda!