While food shopping the other day, I came across a small, unassuming bouquet of narcissus. Mind you, the flowers were a bit banged up, but they were just opening and, at $4.99, I had to have them.
I know they are out of season and unsustainable and naughty. I have read Amy Stewart’s excellent and revealing book about the cut flower industry (and maybe you should, too). Click here to find out more about it.
I was caught at a moment of weakness. They are gracing my living room in an antique pitcher I bought at a consignment shop for $10, and they give me so much pleasure every time I look at them that I can honestly say that I don’t regret regret having bought them. Not for a second.