I worry that they won’t get it.
I half-heartedly ask if maybe we should include instructions but everyone frowns.
But I’m relieved when the consensus is no.
And still a teensy bit concerned that they won’t know what to do.
Or worse, that they will find it silly.
We place the bouquets of white flowers at the center of each white-covered table.
We make sure the crayons are close enough to the flowers to be clearly connected.
When the guests arrive there are whispered questions and curious glances that are soon are replaced with thoughtful color choosing and tentative experimenting.
The delighted laughter follows.
Before long blooms burst with color on every table.
About flax-golden tales. Photo by Carey Farrell. Text by Erin Morgenstern.