My week was filled with flowers and words. Here are a few of both for your enjoyment.
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. ~~Anais Nin
A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love. ~~Max Muller
Any human anywhere will blossom in a hundred unexpected talents and capacities simply by being given the opportunity to do so.~~Doris Lessing
For a writer, published works are like fallen flowers, but the expected new work is like a calyx waiting to blossom. ~~Cao Yu
I couldn’t resist adding the buttercups. As children we played this game: if someone held a buttercup under your chin and yellow reflected on your skin it meant you liked butter..That little game used to be a good source of entertainment during those simpler times. Why is it we seem to miss those simpler times?