Last Friday I picked up the final dahlia share from our local flower farm. I think I’ve said this every week but this one was definitely my favorite! Those shades of yellow, orange and peach and perfect for this time of year and that bloom on the far right makes me swoon!

I hope you have a swoon-worthy weekend, friends. I’m planning on it since it comes with an extra day off. I’ll catch you back here on Tuesday!

Last Friday afternoon I came home after running errands and I found this gorgeous bouquet of flowers in my mudroom. I honestly couldn’t imagine who they were from and then I read the card. And it talked about leadership and dedication and a job well done. It was from my coworkers at the Council on Aging and it was completely unexpected and I got a bit verklempt over the whole thing. See, I sort of . . . ghosted this job . . . for a variety of reasons, so leaving didn’t come with any fanfare or official farewell. To have my friends recognize the work I did there in such a beautiful way was very very special to me.

My advice going into the weekend: do something unexpected for someone!

Week two of my dahlia share included three of these gorgeous burgandy dahlias. They are so round, almost like a pom pom and truly stunning! Today I will pick up my week 3 share. I’m sure going to miss this when it ends next week.

For now, though, I’m soaking in these beauties! And the weekend, too!

Here’s a photo of last week’s dahlia share which, as you can see, is light on dahlias and heavy on zinnias. I’m okay with that, though, especially since this is a CSA and that means I’m supporting these flower farmers even if the dahlias haven’t produced like crazy due to the lack of rain. Honestly, a mixed bouquet is always beautiful to me.

There’s a lesson about life in there somewhere, I’m thinking. Let’s ponder that over the weekend!

At some point the zinnias are going to stop growing and blooming but for right now it’s all zinnias, all the time. I have bouquets in our kitchen, bathroom, living room, dining room (well, not any more because I gave that one to Mary when she stopped by), and this sweet one in the bedroom on my nightstand. It’s wonderful to open my eyes in the morning and have this be the first thing I see.

Have you ever given consideration to the first thing you see when you open your eyes? I hope it’s something beautiful.