Bloom

Okay. I thought that I broke blogger for a solid 24 hours. That was pretty terrifying. I apparently didn't, but you have to let me know if tomorrow's post looks weird or comes out in all HTML or whatever. ANYWAYS. I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack for Write or Die Wednesday!

Guys. I don't know if you have noticed or not, but I have a thing for flowers. I love them. I need fresh flowers in my house. All. The. Time. Did you know today's pollen count is 2,256? Yesterday, when I was driving to the gym, the air was yellow. There was so much pollen that THE AIR WAS TOO SATURATED WITH POLLEN TO BE CLEAR. It's okay. BECAUSE FLOWERS.

If you don't already accept the obsession, let's take a quick instagram check.

"look out the window like you're deep in thought!" "I think the red solo cup of sangria really classes it up -- right?" #30PhotosInBetween #eastersangria || 📷 by @lady_collier13

A photo posted by Kasey Decker (@kdsmoove) on Apr 5, 2015 at 2:07pm PDT

flowers in my hair? check.

smoke your own smoke + grow your own daisies || mend your own fences + own your own crazy

A photo posted by Kasey Decker (@kdsmoove) on Mar 28, 2015 at 9:59am PDT

attempting to grow flowers in my apartment, check.

because -- monday

A photo posted by Kasey Decker (@kdsmoove) on Mar 16, 2015 at 4:42pm PDT

wine, cheese, strawberries, flowers. check.

I even have pens at my desk that are wrapped in florists tape with big fake flowers at the top. I might have a problem. But. But. But. They're just so pretty. I think they make the world so happy. What do you think?