“A flower blossoms for its own joy.” ~ Oscar Wilde
Actually a flower blooms for its self preservation in order to make more of itself but I think their beauty makes us forget that at times and focus on the joy they bring us. It has been a long deary winter here and I hate it. I was not built for the cold. I am fairly sure I was meant to have been born in a warmer climate but sadly I got stuck with England. However today the weather is just magical. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, the sky is blue and my garden is calling me. Today is my idea of the perfect weather.
