Mug bouquet (aka little cuties): lupine, milkweed, elder, zinnias, cosmos, lavender, garlic tops, sweet white clover ππ I've been making it a regular practice to maintain a few bouquets during the week. I pick, forage, arrange, remove, pick more, rearrange, edit, and enjoy.
Watching these plants transition from life to death-- the dance between the fullness of their bloom and the disappointment of their wilt-- has been teaching me a lot about patience, calm, and the importance of letting go.
Everything goes hand in hand. No joy without pain. No life without death. No beauty without the grotesque. I'm coming to terms with duality (slowly) πΏπ»