Shopping for flowers the week after Valentine’s Day might not have been the best decision. I set out to find a big bunch of tulips to fill the Alice Goldsmith ceramic pitcher I had coveted and which my own true love had surprised me with. The tulips were picked over. The roses too. Then I spotted them~these dusty lavender and green roses that everyone else had left behind. “Perfect for Halloween,” said one woman. “Could I use them for funeral luncheon arrangements?” queried another. “Weird,” pronounced another. I had never entertained so much conversation in front of supermarket flowers. But those roses made my heart skip a beat. They were modern in a charming old fashioned way with their faded coloration. They reminded me of roses ones sees in fashionable Paris florists’ ateliers. Of course I brought 2 dozen home. Continue reading
