It has been rainy here in London.
And I’ve been working my paws off on several big projects.
Yesterday I planned to get out of work on time and go to yoga. Then I was going to make a delicious dinner. And watch Catfish.
In reality this is how things played out: I got stuck in a (very boring) meeting until 7.30pm. I left work while it was raining cats and dogs and what definitely felt like elephants. When I got home there was no food in the fridge. I fell asleep trying to watch Catfish.
But, on the way home I did stop to buy myself flowers. Beautiful pink gerberas to be precise. There’s a photo above. Just look at the gorgeous little poppets.
Today, I think work was even more stressful than yesterday. I got home exhausted (having missed yoga again) and saw my flowers on the windowsill which cheered me up immensely. And then I noticed that while I was at work and the sun had been shining in on them, each flower had turned to face the direction of the light.
Let this be a lesson to us all, my lovely blogger buddies.
Even on rainy days, turn towards the sunshine.
Pizza of Doom 
I have the exact same flowers on my kitchen table right now.
Yay! I love that!
I love flowers. They do always remind me of the beauty of the world. Problem is M loved flowers too and we used to go on and on about them together and he knew everything about them and gardening and cultivating. Sucks shit that it’ll now always make me think of him too when I continue to nourish my love of flowers and everything nature. </3
Those are so pretty btw…