It's a nice morning today. The bird outside my window woke me up earlier than usual... You know, you can be so nice sometimes and it just doesn't pay off. The world's strange like that.

Flower of the Day: Osteospermum.
              

Remember, mention the Osteospermum at the counter today and receive 20% off your purchase!

I saw a man walking down the street in front of the store today. I've seen him around, I think, though I don't think he's come into the shop before. Maybe I know him from somewhere else?

When I saw him, I got this song stuck in my head. It's about a year old now, not on the radios anymore, so I haven't heard it in a while. It's called something like "Moonlight in Your Eyes", I think. Not sure why I made the connection between that guy and that song, but random connections do occur sometimes.

Anyway, the song isn't the important part here. The important part is the feeling I got when I saw him. Not a crush or anything (I don't exactly have the eye for boys, if you know what I mean), but something entirely different. A hunger, almost, not for him, but for what I could do to him...

It sounds disturbing, but it really wasn't, I promise. It was... Freeing. Like this hunger could consume me at any second, but also that I wouldn't mind. I almost followed him (I came this close to shutting down early and tracking him down), but I eventually decided against it.

Instead, I went upstairs and looked for the bird that wakes me up every morning. I saw its nest in a tree outside my window. It has babies, which is adorable. I put some breadcrumbs on my windowsill and closed the window most of the way.

Maybe it'll start to trust me soon. Maybe it'll hop into my room and sing for me in the mornings. Maybe it wouldn't notice if I started to sprinkle arsenic alongside its breadcrumbs.

Yeesh. Dark thoughts. Sorry, guys. It's just the hunger... I can't seem to get over it. It's a feeling I've been starting to get more and more recently, to the point that I don't know how long I can contain it. It reminds me of a rose left out of water too long, wilted and turning black on the edges.

The only thing left of a rose in that kind of shape is the thorn.

Good morning, everyone! I'm off to a fine day's work, downstairs at Thorne's Florals. Come in and visit me if you like!

Flower of the day: Black-Eyed Susan. I love these beauties!

P.S. From now on, if you mention the flower of the day at the counter at Thorne's Florals, it means 20% off your purchase!

You know, this really speaks to me:
How Flowers Impact Emotions

It's so true. Flowers can make you happy, sad, loving, or even angry. Like the weather. You can't feel quite as sad when the sun comes out, just like you can't feel quite as sad when you present your sweetheart with a lilac bouquet from Thorne's Florals.

Supporting local businesses and getting some lovin' from your honey pie? Now that's what I call a Thorne-y good deal!

P.S. Did you notice that 6% of flower arrangements are sent on Thanksgiving? You've got a week left to order!