Sunlit Dahlia Arrangement

Spent the afternoon lost in arranging a sunlit arrangement of late‑summer dahlias with pale forget‑me‑nots, chasing that quiet moment when color feels like a whisper. The petals refused to align, and I felt a gentle frustration swell, like a tide that refuses to rise. Still, I kept adjusting, knowing each tiny correction might coax a smile from a stranger who will take the bouquet home. The scent of the freshly cut stems reminds me of the quiet garden where I first learned to trim, and that memory steadies my hands. I love how a single misplaced bloom can shift the whole mood, and I feel the world pause just long enough to appreciate it. #floristlife 🌸