For what it's worth
Every season finds my kitchen adorned with various groupings of nature that are brought indoors by my sweet little girl. I find stray acorns, odd pine cones, loose branches with green berries, rocks with fossils and her favorite, flowers. Bright yellow dandelions are treasured the same as soft velvet roses, richly scented hyacinths liked no better than creamy colored clover. They are on an equal playing field in the eyes of Ella Rose. She brings them to me in large fistfuls with the roots hanging haphazardly.