Could have posted chocolate, or ice cream,
or cigarettes (kicked that one, fortunately).
I don't have a garden—or a green thumb—so I wait
all winter for the flower people to return
to the greenmarket so I can feed my addiction
for fresh flowers. (If you think of them as
food for the soul, it hardly even seems like an indulgence.)
Well, the flower folks ARE back—last week, daffodils;
this week, tulips; next week, lilacs!
[See more "addictions" here.]