Tuesday, December 11, 2012
My birthday flowers are beautiful. And they are impermanent.
My sweetie's birthday bouquet of 4 weeks ago has browned and withered (sort of like me), but retains sufficient beauty and interest that he is still keeping it in his music studio. I even borrowed the eucalyptus from it to add to one of my bouquets.
In a few days, i will toss away the bouquet. And as our own beauty fades, what then?