flowers in the house

 So many years ago I loved visiting the Brooklyn Botanic Garden with my toddler son.

 He explored the trees, smelled flowers, fed ducks. 

I savored the familiar and the new among the gardens. 

The cherry blossoms were dazzling in spring, and the rose garden fragrant in summer.

I thought of that yesterday when I received this arrangement from Bow Street Flowers.

 (Thanks to my sweet husband.)

 Maybe it's the quince branches, reaching for spring. 

Or the heady mix of flowers, some sweetly familiar, some new and enchanting. 

The smell of old roses. The saucy crimson hellebore among the delicate whites.

 There is much to contemplate.

It's Flowers in the House Day, so jump over to Jane's. 

You'll never want to leave.