Surprise! I'm a single parent

I love flowers. I have a patch of clover unmowed on the lawn so the beeple can buzz around and make their honey with it. I leave a few of my artichokes to make the amazing purple thistle head that a bumble bee can bury itself in. I love apple blossom for its delicate beauty and its promise. Oh and the precise waxy elegance of a lemon flower and the blowsy extravagance of elder flowers.

I wheeled past a display today – they are getting geared up for Valentines day. I don’t have to wait. I bought myself flowers and put them by my bed and I thought to myself: I love me. I’m ok. I can have flowers whenever I like, happy un-valentines day.