My Valentine’s roses having expired, I realized how much I miss the nice floral touch in our home. I debated with myself as I did the week’s shopping last night, trying to decide whether a bouquet would be in keeping with the austere season we’re currently in. Then, at our neo-hippie organic health food store, I saw a beautiful and affordable arrangement. Best of all, it was purple. Purple–a Lent color! Huzzah! I could be justified in this purchase. 😉
I noticed something funny about it when I got it to the van and began to drive home. It only became more pronounced with the passage of time, and by the time Haus Meister put it in a vase for me, it was unmistakable.
My Lenten flowers smell like celery.
Now that’s penitential. 😉