I already did that Cowsills song. Whoever said the best things in life are free, might have been a baker, as I love pasta, pastries, bread and pies and they all come from flour. Some things you just can’t survive without, that is unless you develop celiacs disease and you have to avoid gluten. How do they make food gluten free and what exactly is gluten anyway? A rose by any other name would probably have enough fragrance to draw bees, or perhaps a Capulet or a Montague.
My Dad liked flowers and he planted pansies, peonies, petunias and wax begonias on both sides of our driveway. Flower children, flower people and flower power, sadly I missed all of that. I was a bit too young as I just graduated from 8th grade when the Summer of Love took place and also I lived on the wrong coast. Several years later I did grow my hair long, I wore bellbottoms and I had some love beads. I missed out on all of the free love, not that I would have ever paid for it, but all that love, peace and flowers does sound nice. I was doing some research for a song yesterday and I came across this gem, which I think will be a nice way to end this post.
Written for 9/22/18 Linda G. Hill’s ‘Life in progress’ Stream of Consciousness Saturday where the prompt is “flower/flour”.