On my recent travels I was delighted by all the beautiful wild flowers and formal planted gardens we saw. I couldn’t help but smile at their exuberance and bursts of color. It was as if they were saying, “Hello! Let’s be friends.” (Spaceman didn’t seem to hear the same thing, hmmm.) After realizing that everyone with me was also happier because of this display of flower power, I started to wonder about the emotional impact of flowers. Were those in the 60’s on to something with the flower power movement? Please no!