Yesterday morning I went to the Boston Museum of Fine Arts (above) and had the same experience I've had the last few times I've gone to large museums. I couldn't get past the dark and heavy European galleries fast enough. I needed the simplicity, the calmness, the breathing room of Asian art.
I felt the same way when I looked at flowers today, in the supermarket where choices are limited and bouquets are busy. Delicately colored tulips in my favorite rustic pitcher? Perfectly simple/simply perfect.
Joining the always delightful and charming Flowers in the House here.