And I love the Plant Man too. Well, you know, not in that way, but he's just soooo nice! He smiles alot, he obviously adores his plants and flowers, and he always seems so genuinely grateful for my very modest purchases.
And oh yes, they are modest indeed :: One pound and Seventy Five pence I paid for this charming bunch of homespun flowers tied up with string, and ohhhhh they are so worth it. Every. Single. Penny.
In fact, I've really been loving these flowers over the past few days. Really enjoying the colours and the very Septemberyness of them.
I often use the above duck-egg blue jug for my flowers, in fact, thats all this jug is used for. Its a Flower-Jug. I don't happen to have a great many vessels for putting cut flowers into, which is something I would really like to remedy in the future. I think flower-vessel-retail-therapy could be a huge lot of fun.
Something I always try and do with a bunch of fresh flowers is Spread Them About. Why have them crammed into one single jug in one single room when with a little thought and snippety-snipping, you can spread the flowery love? In particular, I do love to have Bathroom and Bedroom flowers.
Just a few small stems can be really effective in providing a little daily heart-skippy happiness, and is not to be underestimated in my opinion. Heart-skippy Happiness is pretty damn important on a day-to-day basis. It's good for the soul.
Of course, nobody else in my household is in any way bothered about having flowers in the bathroom. Nobody has ever, ever commented on it when flowers appear in this small room. It's my own personal little indulgence, my own little eccentricity.
In fact, now I come to think of it, I don't think I've ever ever seen fresh flowers in anyone else's bathroom. Ever.
Do you do it? Do you put flowers in your bathroom?
If you do :: yeeeehaaaawww, if you don't :: please try it.
My bedroom gets the floral treatment too.
Just a couple of short snipped stems in a recycled glass mustard jar on my bedside table.
Instant pleasure, morning and night.
Life's Little Pleasures...where would we be without them?