When I was growing up, my mother owned a florist. If I close my eyes, I can still smell the fresh scent of the shop. I can also relive the panic of getting 50 centerpieces to a wedding on time while running huge arrangements to the funeral home across the street.
It was a crazy business. But that's another story.
My favorite perk of my mother's business was that we aways had fresh flowers in the house. One bunch of lilies could flavor the whole bottom floor of the house. A little vase of gerbers, freesia or ranunculus always prettied up the counter in each bathroom.
What a luxury. As an adult, I really miss having fresh flowers in the house.
What's your favorite flower?