Flowers!
It has been raining so much lately. At one point today, while I was outside, it started pouring until I was completely soaked as if I had just gone swimming in my clothes. I keep telling myself "June showers bring July flowers."
I recently read about a study that said having a house plant or a bouquet of flowers in your house can lead to more creativity. It has to with having a connection to the natural world leading to feeling more a peace and thus leading to increased bouts of productive creativity. I believe it! Plus, it is always nice to have an excuse to have more house plants are flowers. Here are a bunch of flower pictures I have taken lately.
I grew up in California and was told that it was illegal to pick the California Poppy because it is the state flower. I don’t know if this is really a law or not, but many of my Californian friends who grew up in different parts of the state than I did were told the same thing. They are very beautiful flowers and it can be difficult to resist picking them. But when I was little I thought breaking any law meant the perpetrator would automatically be carted off to jail. So, I abstained from poppy picking. That is until I moved to Seattle. They grow quite abundantly here and I see them often in abandoned lots or popping up between cracks in sidewalks. Sometimes I’ll pick them for miniature bouquets for my house. But even though I am not in California, for a split second as I reach down to pick the poppy, I feel like I’m breaking the law.
I recently read about a study that said having a house plant or a bouquet of flowers in your house can lead to more creativity. It has to with having a connection to the natural world leading to feeling more a peace and thus leading to increased bouts of productive creativity. I believe it! Plus, it is always nice to have an excuse to have more house plants are flowers. Here are a bunch of flower pictures I have taken lately.
I grew up in California and was told that it was illegal to pick the California Poppy because it is the state flower. I don’t know if this is really a law or not, but many of my Californian friends who grew up in different parts of the state than I did were told the same thing. They are very beautiful flowers and it can be difficult to resist picking them. But when I was little I thought breaking any law meant the perpetrator would automatically be carted off to jail. So, I abstained from poppy picking. That is until I moved to Seattle. They grow quite abundantly here and I see them often in abandoned lots or popping up between cracks in sidewalks. Sometimes I’ll pick them for miniature bouquets for my house. But even though I am not in California, for a split second as I reach down to pick the poppy, I feel like I’m breaking the law.