Being in a RetCom (retirement community) now, I see plenty of bouquets at the front desk ready to be delivered to one of the residents. I can’t help but take a quick photo of them when I am there. The purple flower in the middle reminded me of the many cacti I saw on my Arizona adventure in 2022. Thus, the name “Purple Cactus”.
In the 1960s, I was in college and working 40-hour weeks to pay for it, so I didn’t have the time to participate in the many Peace demonstrations during that period. I missed out, but I love the Peace logo and still have one on my current vehicle.
But now I seem to be turning into a 77-year-old flower child
This has been a long process in the making. Maybe I need to change my wardrobe to match my current feelings? Perhaps I might at least need to learn how to tie-dye some T-shirts? Or pull out some of those neckties from my corporate life to use as headbands.
Getting slightly serious now…
Since a recent epiphany, I want to fully appreciate the beauty of flowers. Sketching, photographing, doodling, and even growing some indoor flowers have become a significant part of my life now. Just concentrating on all that beauty will certainly brighten up my daily life. I have always loved flowers, even when I wouldn’t admit it.
I will be dedicating much of my time here at RJsMosaic to my artsy/creative side focused on the beauty of flowers, and maybe even a flower child rebellious side.
They say that when some people get old, they have a second childhood. I actually see that as a good thing. It gives me a change to relive some of those early years, the way my soul wanted to back then. Perhaps before my time comes, I might graduate into a full-blown hippie (But, perhaps not, as I really don’t have the hair for that anymore).
RJ's Mosaics 
Flowers–one of the joys of life.