Columbia Flower Market

I would rather have flowers in my hair than gold around my neck. I walked this market twice, the first time with my nose, the second with my eyes.  The first thing I am going to do when I get back to Mexico is go to the market and buy flowers for the house.  When the kitchen smells like baking bread and there are flowers on the table, I know I am home.

A rose in sunlight is nature.
A rose in the dark is poetry.
~Terri Guillemets