intertwined

At home tonight, at the end of a full day of play, (necessary) retail, visitors and visiting

These roses have been arrange in the vase in such a way that the stems all cross over each other.

We can forget how everything in life is so isolated and yet connected. So much in the moment and yet part of the larger picture.

Each stem stands alone, yet relies on the other for structure. For context. For support.

We need each other, for sure. And we need to admit is more often than we realise.

And that's Saturday Night Flower Arranging.