It doesn’t happen often, but when it rains in LA it’s wonderful. The air clears, my dog goes frantic over all of the different smells in the air, I get to wear a scarf and there’s just a feeling of relief and exhale.
Which is exactly what looking at something beautiful does for me, or hopefully what happens when someone gets a bouquet of flowers. It’s that feeling of softening and relaxing, of opening yourself more that I love.
And it’s exactly how I feel when I look at the photo of J and his daughter M, who got the flowers on this rainy day in Los Angeles over the holidays. Apparently M loves flowers, plants them with her grandmother, and got very excited when she saw the randomblooms bouquet with her babysitter.
I love this photo because she herself, seems like such a little flower. There’s nothing like that unabashed openess with which kids hug you. Kids and or your pets. They love you in this complete way and as a result you get to open and let your guard down. There’s nothing like it. Besides maybe, a nice rainy day.
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