I was casually smelling the flowers, or taking my time as they say, when out popped this happy face. I inquired as to what she was doing lying in the flowers, to which she said that she was flower-bathing. I then asked, if she were flower bathing, why she would need sunglasses, to which she remarked that there was the occasional sunflower in the bush. I remember how wonderful I thought the idea was, and how happy she seemed. I must buy myself a potted plant to sit with.