We got flowers yesterday from a friend. Hepcat was home when they arrived and was completely confused.

“Are we celebrating something?” he asked when I phoned mid-day.

This was before he opened the huge box of flowers that arrived around noon. He ran through a list of all the likely reasons for flowers: our anniversary, someone’s birthday. Valentine’s Day.

“Why don’t you read the card,” I said.

There was a lovely ‘thank you’ note from a friend.

When I got home I delighted in the voluptous bouquet of red and orange roses. Hepcat arranged them in a vase (with the flower food provided) and placed it at the center of our dining room table.

Ahhhhhhh.

There is nothing like getting flowers from a friend.