Party of Fluers
Vases which hold the memories of last autumn like the water they keep behind distorted facets of glass. I see the reflection of my friend’s faces across the smooth transparent surfaces, I remembered the way each small one was placed on the tables for dinner just so. Today as I began to fill each one with the flowers from Eloise’s birthday party, I swear I could still hear the echo of laugher with each falling petal from only a few days ago. Sure, it is just a picture of some flowers in vases, but to me, it is the memories of our lives when we all come together in celebration.
Still life of Party flowers in party vases 💐
