This morning I was scrolling through my social media feed and happened upon a gorgeous picture of some flowers. The caption was something along the lines of “Beautiful and so nice to have something frivolous.” (not a direct quote in case you go searching!)
I have to admit I stopped, took a deep breath, stopped myself from instantly commenting, and decided that my reaction was worthy of this here blog post.
According to the Merriam Webster online dictionary, frivolous means:
“Of little weight or importance; Lacking in seriousness; Silly”
Every week I buy flowers for my house. Flowers are a gift to myself. With flowers I ensure that I can always see beauty. I have flowers in my kitchen window just in front of my sink, on my dining table, by my television. I have dried lavender in little bottles on my stairs and in my bathrooms.
Flowers are far from unimportant to me. Rather, they are a fairly fundamental part of how I live my life: in appreciation of small things, surrounded by things that make me smile.
They don’t have to be expensive. My online grocer is selling daffodils 40 stems for £3.50 right now. If you want a spot of sunshine in your day to day life, you don’t need to spend a fortune. In fact, you can do flowers for free – grow bulbs, plant seeds. Pick lavender in the summer, dry it, and have it on display year round. If colour is not your thing, how about a branch of willow? Or maybe some dried wheat from the autumn fields, or cat tails you can find next to a pond? Whatever you choose to bring inside your home, to put on display – there are no rules!
It’s all about doing something for yourself.
It is all about doing something small to give yourself a guaranteed smile.
Are flowers frivolous? Let’s turn that around. Is taking care of yourself frivolous? Is smiling frivolous? Is appreciating the ordinary frivolous? Not. At. All.