Flowers & Cheer

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Beautiful flowers from a friend, arranged in a vintage green glass vase. She knows how much I love vintage glass, especially depression glass, so she often arrives at my house with flowers tucked inside an old vase.

Not all colored glass is depression glass, of course, and this one happens to be an Indiana Glass piece in avocado green, vintage and collectible, but different from depression glass. Either way, I seem to have acquired a growing collection of beautiful glass vases, and I have absolutely no complaints about that. I must say, I’m not hating the flowers that come with them either.

I won’t even tell her how much I love carnival glass....

I laugh when my kids tell me they don’t want my stuff when I die… as if I buy things for after I’m dead . I buy it because I love it now. I love surrounding myself with things that make me happy while I’m alive, without worrying whether anyone will cherish them when I’m not here. So there.

Earlier this week, I bought myself a bouquet too, thinking that might be a nice weekly routine going forward, fresh flowers to brighten the workweek. With spring in bloom, I may even be able to snip a bouquet or two from the yard before long. Flowers really do bring a little sunshine indoors.

And with all the rain we’ve had lately, any sunshine we can get feels like a bonus.

Tim put together my new deck chairs over a week ago, and I still haven’t had a chance to put the cushions on and sit outside. Maybe when the sun finally shows up, I’ll carry one of my pretty vases out to the new deck table, settle into a chair, and just enjoy the warmth for a while.

Ahhh… a girl can dream.

And who knows, maybe someday, when I’m long gone, one of my kids will end up wanting one of my beautiful vases after all. Maybe they’ll fill it with flowers and feel the same little burst of cheer and sunshine it gave me.

Or maybe some stranger will find it at a thrift shop for a quarter after my kids donate it, carry it home like treasure, and sit back admiring it just the same, pleased at their good find. Either way, I'll be gone so I won't care, After all, my treasures are for my lifetime...let my kids choose their own. 

“Flowers always make people better, happier, and more helpful; they are sunshine, food and medicine for the soul.” ~  Luther Burbank