Flowers from a suitor, beau, husband is always a lovely gesture.

Flowers were part of many teenage girls fantasies…we all wanted a wrist corsage for prom and homecoming.

The scent of an orchid is memorable and to this day, when I smell one I think of all the fancy dances I attended with a  corsage strapped to my wrist.

It was very thoughtful when your date tried to be proactive and inquired about the color of your dress to make it a perfect match…aww, so sweet!

My dad always gave me flowers on special occasions.

Continuing the tradition, I have been buying myself flowers for years.

The color and scent of a flower enriches a home.

Lately, I often purchase lavender flowers and it makes me feel as if Queen E. is blossoming in my home.

I don’t know why it resonates, but it does.

The flowers invoke her presence.

I keep them in the living room because I still feel shy having my mom see me in bed with a guy.

Treat yourself today.

Go out and buy a bouquet…you are worth it.

As Alfred Lord Tennyson said, “If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.”