In my life I’ve always been in love with love. Often enamored by the idea of it, and the feelings it created but subsequently contaminated by the thoughts of its destine departure. Every woman I’ve ever loved, loved flowers, so naturally I found myself buying a moment of delight in their eyes vicariously through the purchase of flowers. Much like love for me, I knew as soon as I invested in those flowers that the beauty that existed in those petals was passing, leaving, slipping away, but I continued to give my wealth to love. For me, this series gave me an opportunity to hold on to love just a little longer than life would allow me to do naturally. Courtney is a love that had/has tremendous hold on my heart, without much clarity as to why, or even how. I watched the petals of our love wither away as I made an attempt to make sense of it all but couldn’t.