Some People Like It

Some people like it... at home and in the house, others like it outside, as often and as much away from home. I confess now that I am "some," and my wife is "others." It's a permanent battle between "some" and "others," and others almost always win.

This Sunday is an exception worth reporting. The frost outside helped win "some" people (that's me) over, so I stayed indoors all day. It was an otherwise beautiful day, with clear skies and bright sunshine but a temperature of -10 degrees Celsius!

At home,

In the yard,

The snow was light, but the cold made the difference. It was much to my joy that I could stay indoors this Sunday. I only regret missing another "date" with my favorite coffee shop.

I like staying home and enjoying my house, looking at paintings, listening to music, watching movies, cooking, eating, and reading and writing for Hive. All this makes every day beautiful and sublime, especially on Sundays.

It's hard for me to share with you what music I listen to, what movies I watch, and what I cook because I don't post about food anymore. Fortunately, something else can make any day beautiful: flowers.

Winter is coming to an end, and I can't wait for it to warm up outside so I can get the less frost-hardy plants that have shared my living room with me for too long out of the room.

Plants brought indoors over winter don't thrive and will benefit from being exposed to fresh air and sunshine.

Fortunately, in recent years, I have made friends with orchids and learned to care for them, and, as a reward, they have rewarded me with a collective bloom.

My windows were colored by their flowers.

How can flowers make a day beautiful? It's elementary: Look at them. That's what I did: I gathered them together and separately, in detail.

These flowers were bought randomly, without any selection, and some of them I received as gifts. I'm not a specialist; I've studied only superficially, and I'm amazed that I've learned how and when to water and feed them, the two conditions for them to live well and bloom.

A Romanian poet and philosopher, Lucian Blaga, said in a poem:

I do not crush the world's crown of wonders
and I do not kill with my mind the mysteries,
that I encounter on my way
in flowers, in eyes, on lips, or graves.

When I want to explain why I don't try to delve deeper into a subject, in this case, the study of orchid care, I think of the poem above, which says that we don't need to know everything and that a little mystery makes things more interesting.

A small violet slipped in among so many orchids, just as beautiful, in my opinion.

*I did a lot on this day, also called a day of rest, but the simple beauty of the flowers, which I could look at quietly and carefully, made all the difference.

_{This was for #beautifulsunday and #sublimesunday by @ace108 and @c0ff33a!}