The Bradner Flower Show this weekend was as wonderful as every other year. Such a feast for the eyes. I wrote a blog post last year and I thought I would send it as a thank you note of sorts.
I drove out into the tender-green countryside yesterday afternoon, past farm and field, fence and forest. Blue shouldered mountains stood out crisply against the pale spring sky.
Every year in April, the Bradner Community Hall inhales the bitter sweet breath of a thousand daffodils. Dozens of varieties are on display. How exotic the ordinary can be! Frilled trumpets dipped in coral, masses of creamy ruffles, delicate nodding bells.
Outside, the buckets of flowers for sale thrill the eye. Every lipstick color of tulip, cinnamon-scented hyacinth, heather, and of course daffodils in all their buttery shades.
Who says you can’t buy happiness? We staggered to the car with an armful of it.
Glenda Penner, Aldergrove