In an attempt to quench my longing for all things green and bright and beautiful, I've made a little deal with myself. Each time I go to the store, if tulips are for sale, I buy them. Every single time.
Yes, they're cut flowers. They don't last long. And a dollar a stem might sound extravagant. But they're only available for a brief month or two, and they make me so happy. At this very moment, I have a simple bunch of yellow tulips atop my kitchen table and I can't help looking at them every few minutes. They are so cheerful.
Next week, maybe I'll buy pink.