Enough with being stuck indoors. But there’s only so much snow I can shovel before I am too pooped to pot, as my…I don’t know, somebody used to say. So I dragged my cabin-fevered little butt up to Dearborn Farms, a nearby sinfully stocked market  and nursery for the annual Deep Cut Park Orchid Show. OMG! Yes, flower prayers!

“Our flower, which comes from heaven…”

“This is the orchid the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be grateful for it!”

“God grant me the serenity of this orchid…”

“God bless us, everyone…”

“Amen. Amen. Amen.”