Tiny Bouquet No. 44

Sträußchen Nr. 44

On a Monday after yet another weekend spent caring for others instead of resting, she reached a decision. Enough was enough, she was tired of life as she knew it. Weary and disillusioned she shut the door, turned the key and sat down to have a think. What did she want to do with the rest of her life? Sometime in the past she had lost her self. It had not happened as a sudden cataclysmic event, but slowly piece by piece. Repeatedly she had been given to understand that her person did not matter. She was suffered as long as she performed her duties – and whatever else was demanded of her – satisfactorily. If she did not, disciplinary measures came into play. Resistance was nipped in the bud. She had learned the hard way to disregard her needs, abandon her dreams and neglect her talents.

So the woman, who was not young anymore, pondered and wrote lists. Staring out of the window she noticed a bird, who was watching her intently with intelligent black eyes. Returning her gaze, the little creature sang a few notes and flew off. After mere moments it was back. The bird alighted on the windowsill, deposited a flower and flew off again.
„How odd“, she thought. Her wonder grew as the robin repeated its actions and the pile of blooms grew to the size of a bouquet. Finally it dropped off a few leaves and disappeared. She had been given a gift.

Yellow and white flowers and red leaves in a bulbous, striped jar placed on an old marbled book. | Gelbe und weiße Blumen sowie rote Blätter in einem runden, gestreiften Töpfchen, das auf einem alten Buch mit marmoriertem Cover steht.
Tiny Bouquet No. 44: The colours of flowers and leaves are a perfect match for those of the vintage medicine jar. | Sträußchen Nr. 44: Bärlauch (Allium ursinum), Raps (Brassica napus), Gänseblümchen (Bellis perennis), Englisches Greiskraut (Senecio squalidus) und junge Blätter.