I'm changing the song...

How about raindrops on zinnias. Hmmm, doesn't have quite the alliterative punch as roses, but I still kinda like it. Maybe if Julie Andrews said it out loud...
I had the best morning due to the fact that it is gorgeous and sunny outside and not humid and much warmer than the weatherman said it was going to be today. I spent hours outside weeding the flower beds and deadheading. Trying to give the flowers some Love so that they warm up and forget that May in Pennsylvania has been unusually chilly. I have this feeling that, if I could understand plant language, I'd be hearing a lot of "Why oh why did you plant us out in the cold?" (because, you know, flowers can be dramatic) So, I've been on my hands and knees catering to their whims. Sort of.
For reasons I can't quite pin down, I'm crushing on these sweet butterfly plates from CB2.
And these! I wish they were cloth instead of paper though.










