Awhile back at work, all of us were given a rose to take home. It was a sweet surprise. As usual, with a single flower, the roses had the little water capsules on the stem to keep them hydrated till they were able to get into a vase.
I took mine home, laid it on the counter and forgot about it. The next morning, I came downstairs to see that my flower had made it into a vase full of water. My sweet Chloe had been trying to be helpful. I thanked her and went about my day…only to find that my flower was dead by the next morning. I thought…how odd. Roses usually last a good week for me! Continue reading