In a perfect little idyll, our alpine chalet hideaway, I agreeably accepted tender, silky orchids from my romantic suitor who ascended up the hill to rendezvous.

I organized the fuchsia gems into a vase I value because of its dear giver, J the dog rescuer, and situated the display where I will see it often for the next two days… in the corner of our scenic bathroom flanked by two windows facing our forest of pines.