I am reading The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh, the first fiction book I've read in months, possible a year even. Only sixty pages in, and I'm already head over heels, smitten with her descriptions of flowers, the emotions tied to petals and stems.
It's good. And it isn't just about flowers, but also relationships and communication. The ways in which we speak without words. It's making me think.
(photo of a wedding arrangement by florist Amy Merrick, gorgeous, absolutely beautiful)
Update (9:00 p.m): And I might only have the last fifty pages to read.
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