#1384 theoldmortuary ponders

Natural tulips  never hit a bum note.

Yesterday’s blog featuring a rant about plastic flowers, touched quite an International jangled nerve.

#1383 theoldmortuary ponders

So much tied up in overthinking for those of us who really dislike plastic flowers.

” Am I being snobby”

” They are the things of horrific thoughts”

” If they were put on my grave I would be turning in it for eternity”

I can only really take a deep dive into my own thoughts.

I am almost certainly judgemental and snobby about plastic flowers. While absolutely accepting that in some circumstances artificial plants have their place.

Instagram is responsible for a lot of grim plastic fakery.

My response to plastic flowers is somewhat physical . Seeing them, particularly, if they are faded or dusty gives me the shivers. In the same way chalk squeaked on a blackboard used to.

Love is a beautiful pebble.Dappled with shade.

Putting them on graves seems more disrespectful than nothing at all. A simple beautiful pebble* shows so much more thought.

Natural flowers are not a prickly subject.
  • And just like that another rant is born.  Whoever decided that painting pebbles with Acrylic paint was a sustainable and environmentally acceptable art form, especially for children. Adults should know better. Acrylic paint is plastic, yes it will wear off over time. But that paint has to go somewhere as a microplastic.
Pebble ‘painted’ by dappled shade.

Ranting over, I hope. Although that depends on how many more plastic flower haters there are out there this Easter, or indeed those who loathe a painted pebble.

Happy Easter

Chocolate eggs on the other hand are an entirely acceptable form of fakery. I am both snobby and shallow.

At long last I am active on Substack.

Link below.https://substack.com/profile/181071656-theoldmortuary-ponders/note/c-238477304?r=2zszs8