I am a sucker for flower stalls on the side of the road. I suppose it invokes some old worldly charm of bygone eras of when your normal day of shopping included going from stall to stall to stall collecting your purchases for the day and scooting your butt home to make a gourmet meal of whatever you could throw together from the abundance of veggies that you bought. Not that I would actually know since I was born in the era of convenience food, so I suppose these images must have been imprinted upon my brain from shows like Little House on the Prairies and Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman.. lol In any event, my better half is constantly amused by me and my need to stop and pick up flowers, or zucchinis or tomatoes or basil or whatever I can get my little mitts on. It is a well known fact that if you are outside peddling your wares, you can better believe that I will be there with my funky little handmade basket ooohing and ahhhing and delighting over the joys of buying straight from your home.
Sunday was such a day for me. The weather was getting me down with yet another grey sky and so we decided to venture out on a road trip with my camera in tow. Of course, I saw this flower stall and we had to drive 15 minutes down the road before there was place to make a u-turn in order to get back to it, but $20.00 in gas later and a $8.00 bouquet and I was happily snapping pics.
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Was it worth the $28.00? You bet!
Because there maybe no sun in the sky but
there is a great big splash of yellow
thriving on my living room coffee table.
Until Next Time.