Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Tulips arrived for me this morning sent by my younger daughter.  Yellow, pink and red.  So cheerful they immediately lifted my mood.  Before the coronavirus I bought flowers almost every week at Trader Joe's or elsewhere, as my yard has azaleas and camellias and flowers that die inside in a vase.  We do have some struggling roses in the front yard, but I hate to cut them as they are the only real flowers there, except for the rhododendrons fall and spring.  Flowers brighten our lives, and right now the trees and plants and flowering vines and bushes are a balm to our souls.  There are two peony bushes up the street that I always stop and admire.  One is white tinged with pink and the other a deep, rich magenta.  I pay my respects, sigh and move on.  Healing is helped by these friends, gracious with their beauty, reminding us of the wonderful world in which we live.