WHOLESALE CUT FLOWERS

At first there is an empty room. Then, a pine wooden desk that creaks ever so slightly when you put your weight on it is placed in the corner. A large brown and red carpet is then spread out on the floor with its connecting stabilizing fibers straying ever so slightly, and its once bright hue diminished to the dustiness and faint, hallow reminisces of last year’s sunset on the beach. A lamp is placed on a smaller, darker wooden table and a large bookshelf adorns the corner. Wholesale cut flowers are nowhere to be found. The room has the smell of a passing cigar and wet pine. The walls, which were once covered in an oppressively red and yellow wallpaper print, are painted in a soft orange hue, which covers all the walls except one, which has been left white. In this consciously bare space there is a painting. It reminds you of her. Wholesale cut flowers have been placed there by her, and how it has changed everything. The bookshelf has an almost ominous feel to it, as it is so weighed down with magazines, hard covers, prints, clippings, newspapers, one might feel that at any moment it could surely topple over. But its presence lies even deeper for it reminds you whne you would take her for rides and give her wholesale cut flowers, bringing her back to the happy, cheerful, known and comfortable confines of this room. Wholesale cut flowers have brought some of that shining back to the room. Wholesale cut flowers lighten the banality of the room. Wholesale cut flowers will die, yes, as will all, but wholesale cut flowers are of life and are original. There are no two wholesale cut flowers exactly the same. Wholesale cut flowers aroma will never completely cover the presence of the passing cigar and pine trees, but it will certainly serve as a blending from the natural, smell, to the freshness of a nature walk in an inhabited woods. This is why she puts wholesale cut flowers there.