The Flower Basket Boutique

Last Tuesday afternoon a sleepy-looking girl wandered into the
Flower Basket. I first spotted her furry slippers, and then her sweat pants, red nose, and unkempt hair.

She quickly apologized for her appearance and said that she had been sick. She told me that as she lay in her bed she thought that perhaps making a quick trip into the Flower Basket might pick her up. "This is my one and only stop for today," she said, "but I just had to get out of my apartment."

I smiled at her pluck and at her desire to have a change of scenery. It lifted my day knowing that the Flower Basket was at the top of her list and her one stop for the day, so if you're suffering from end-of-the-season blues, spring flu, or spring fever, we'll have candles burning, music playing, and flowers out to cheer you up.

 Bonnie