To those of you coming over from Penelope Trunk’s blog, welcome. If you are wondering why you are here, which would be understandable, a little while back, I commented on one of Penelope’s posts that I would send her flowers if she wrote about Privilege. She said yes. Surprised the bejeezus out of me. It seemed critical to find flowers that were both exactly right for her house, and something I would choose in flesh and blood, so I did not want to use a standard www.genericflowersthatyoucantcontrol.com service. I spent a day or two looking up florists on Yelp! and found one in her neighborhood. If farms can be said to have neighborhoods. A friendly Midwesterner helped me find lavender roses. You see the results in Penelope’s post.
Thank you for visiting. We are putting coats in the back room. Imagine you stomp snow off your boots onto a honeycombed metal doormat. Imagine you see candles, through the hallway. Cheese and crackers? Wine? Scotch? Or maybe just a spot on the sofa. If you like.
As I said, welcome.