Despite evidence to the contrary, I am not entirely cynical. If I were, I would not need the outlet of snark that is my blog.
On days like today, I make every effort to find ways to feed my soul and to balance things out. This one does not involve the healing power of chocolate, but rather the way I like to get the most bang for my buck out of a single bunch of tulips.
Blue stuff and purple stuff speak to me. Not literally.
This makes me ridiculously happy. These are all strewn about in little groups, on various surfaces in my house, but they came together for one little photo shoot on the porch floor. Because I said so.
Flowers are often much more obedient than children.