Dead Flowers

Both a beloved song and a reality of life right now, dead flowers are more and more ubiquitous every day. Last Friday night, the temperature dipped to 23 degrees, causing me to wear a hat and jacket to bed, and causing this in the greater out-of-doors:

Which brought about this:

And then the sun came back out, and the wind picked up, and all the flowers in vases indoors suddenly seemed very bright and strange. 

Though they may not look as lovely in an arrangement (believe me, I'm trying) these stalky remnants of summer are really breathtaking, in a special creepy way. 

So you can send me dead flowers every morning, send me dead flowers by the mail . . .