As you may have noticed, another snapshot of a bowl of flowers.
I think that such bowls will always capture my attention. Pretty things floating, resting on water. Preserved for some time, to be replaced by new ones in new combinations. If i were working in some resort i would love to be in charge of replenishing these. I would then have the choice which among the flowers available around me will go into the receptacles.
There could be an assortment or with restraint, one or two, which is quite perfect.
To assemble flowers requires mindfulness. What goes out from the hands is in harmony with the head and the heart.
“Mindfulness is like that—it is the miracle which can call back in a flash our dispersed mind and restore it to wholeness so that we can live each minute of life.” _ Thich Nhat Hanh
