Flowers

I was sitting in my den last night when out of the corner of my eye I saw someone run up to my stoop and place a green box there. I immediately knew that a green box means flowers and flowers means my children in Massachusetts. I ran up the stairs to retrieve the box and when I opened it there were beautiful long stemmed multicolored roses in it. Each one was wrapped in plastic and as I unwound the bouquet the smell permeated the air. The smell of springtime is now in my kitchen. There is no better scent. They were a Mother's Day gift and they arrived early as I will be away next week. This way I have time to enjoy them.