Flower Fairy

This is a recreation of what I saw when I left work today. As I approached my car, I spotted a black bucket perched on my hood.

Upon inspection of said bucket, I discovered a bunch of my most favorite flowers happily sitting in the shade in some water. I wonder who left them. Who knew this was my car? Did they mean to leave them for someone else? Didn't matter. They went home with me!

I love zinnias. Such a happy fun flower. They rank right up there with geraniums and peonies and impatiens and lantana and blue hydrangeas as some of my favorites. But I have never really had much luck growing them.

There are zinnias at work this year. My boss and I walked in together today and were just commenting on how beautiful they were and how we had never seen them grown there before.

But this doesn't explain who the mysterious flower fairy might be. And I suppose I don't really care. Maybe I don't want to know because maybe it will happen again sometime. They are in the middle of my kitchen table now, but I may have to carry them around the house with me so I don't miss a minute of pleasure from these bright blooms.

Zin"ni*a\, n. any plant of the composite genus Zinnia, Mexican herbs with opposite leaves and large gay-colored blossoms, a member of the aster family - so named after Professor Johann Gottfried Zinn, German botanist who died at the young age of 32

And a couple of extras for the kitchen window...