Flower me not
Posted by Ron Coleman on April 3, 2008
Some people know how to appreciate the floral world.
I have concluded that I will never be one of these people. It’s not a matter of stopping and smelling the darned things. I will walk right past them, pretty much every day of my life, unless someone points them out to me. I am just dumb to the concept. I can, once my attention is drawn to them, absolutely appreciate their beauty.
For about half a minute. Then I want to get something to eat, or something.
I am not such a brute, am I? I like puppies, kittens. Children, from a distance (besides mine–on the distance, that is). Music, good. I appreciate the visual world. But to me, flowers are mostly colorful grass that thank goodness someone else takes care of.
Can we still be friends?