I went to a visitation for a deceased garden club member. Usually I am alone in my habit of scrutinizing each floral arrangement at the funeral home, it is one thing I do to stay focused and present.

So, this time I was there with a bunch of garden club ladies and they all did the same thing. We yakked about the floral designs, guessed which designer at the florist shop made it, discussed unusual plant material and placement. The deceased person would hsve been right there with us.

Because the deceased was a garden club lady, there were a few creative designs among the usual stuff.

This is a rave, not a rant, because at rhis event I felt truly amoung my peeps.