Well...what I would normally say is...take a chance and choose one that appeals to you. Pick one and nurture it. Maybe you'll make it grow, maybe it won't and you'll have to replant it, but life is about taking chances.

But...I know what you'll say to that. So what I will say is...before you wander back into that valley, figure out what you want and what you don't want. Perhaps the blue flower is pretty, but you really don't like blue. So decide no blue flowers. Maybe you've always wanted a red flower, so decide you will only choose a red one. Figure out what you can live with, what you can't, and what you can't live without. Remember that many things in these flowers are probably hidden, and what you see might not be who they really are. But you don't have to pick them to get to know them. A little time is all that is sometimes needed to either see the hidden beauty or the hidden bugs.

Remember also, that when you wander through the valley, sometimes the only thing these flowers need is a little attention. They just want someone to spend a little time, maybe a friend. Not all desire to be taken home. Some never want to leave the valley. Likewise, some only want someone to constantly water them, so much it will overwhelm you. Then there are those in the middle, those are the ones you want, but you'll never know unless you find out about them.

Also...what originally might look like a damaged petal, a flaw, can become the most beautiful flower in the right situation. Which is why, when deciding on a flower, you figure out what you can live with-those flaws. Because they might end up being what you love best.

In the end...it's still a chance. But it's more...educated and thought out. But if you do pick one, and it ends up not being the right one, you can always replant it.

Interesting!!!

As a keen gardener, if I see so many flowers in the valley, I will never just pluck a flower as it will wilt and no use after. Then what to do? I will take one complete with the root or the one with the seeds to grow. Why? because I don't want to just have it's beauty and enjoy it for a short time and then throw it away when it gives no appeal to me anymore..... I have to cultivate and keep the rest of my life!!!! :)

I will choose the most beautiful one (to my eyes) but also I will select the one that is easy to grow. I will never choose a flower that is not easy to grow, fussy and need too much attention and cost too much to grow it. I like to have the one that can withstand any condition or at least the one that is suitable to my garden, to my soil and to the weather where I live......

Excellent peace of writing to ponder:)

Oh yes, I have to add here. Many times when ppl have to choose a flower to grow, it means that it has to meet all the requirements: beautiful and easy to grow..... However, not many beautiful flowers meet the requirements. Many flowers that are perfect are a pain in the ass to grow. So for many, the one that they pick is not always the most beautiful one!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A flower with a simple beauty but lushfull and abundant will be the best.

Note: In my real life, I picked a plant that I love without knowing that it is hard to grow it. So I had to work really hard to make it grow. It needed a lot of patients and determination to grow it well. I think I do it pretty well and this plant is still alive now :)

So it happens a lot of times that ppl choose the one that not really suitable, but with a good effort is still possible to grow it successfully:)

Very well versed assessment, Heatherlyn. Good advice for others to ponder as well.

You read right through my "buts" and "what ifs":P

Thank you, green thumb Gwatlan:P Tune in next time when she discusses Turnips, the all-weather vegetable.

Riverskys, the moon bloom who needs so much attention and tender care, it would be nice to be chosen. To be called upon and nurtured like a flower. But, even if I was a flower, I think I'd be choosy of with whom I went home:P Sigh;/

Since when that turnips are all-weather vegetable? I'm sure they will not grow in freezing condition..........Anyway if some one likes to eat turnips why not growing them????

Should make a poem starts with: My love is like a versatile plump turnip....Ha!

I challenge you to write that poem, mlady:)

And, maybe I meant they are suitable for eating/cooking in any weather:P heh.

I don't very much to add here, heatherlyn gave a pretty good response on that.
All i can say is that I like it a lot, specially the part you talk about the flaws and imperfections when you get closer. Isn't like that with people?
We all have some imperfections that we can only notice after a closer look, or proximity to each other. I am not talking about physical imperfections here.
Hope you can understand what I am trying to say.
Thank yoy.

Tree you may wish to be...and I as well, Riverskys...but on this site, we all seem more fragile like flowers. Thinner skin. Glass nerves. We are not too strong, not most of us.

Yes, I understand you, virtualife:) No worries. Glad you liked it...though even my own work here is imperfect:p...as I take a closer look.

I'd rather be a bird. Can I be a bird since riversky gets to be a tree? :D

A metaphor for thoughts.com and the lovely and not so lovely women found here?

Just not a woodpecker, Heatherlyn:P No, I think you all are flowers in your own way.

And, yes, that would answer your question, smiles:) I thought it was rather obvious.

Some flowers would rather remain ugly so that if they are picked its because they are useful or have hidden meanings to what they are and its not just a skin deep picking. Some flowers have stems and petals that cane be made into things - pansies are not always the prettiest flower yet boil their petals in sugar water and the fragrance can calm the most uptight of moods. If you pick a Flowering heather (pardon the pun) plant, you can use the stem to make rope with. Then again, you can find a spicy white Oleander among the group of beautiful flowers and then find out that its deadly to consume.

Not sure where I am going with this... but it sounds good in my head. I liked this post.

Not a woodpecker :-P a Nightingale I think. Flowers can be crushed by people walking to get to something else, not noticing what they are stepping on in the process

Are you calling yourself a pansie, heatherslife?:P Or, you still trying to be Wonder Woman with a lasso made of heather vine?:P

Good luck being a nightingale, Heatherlyn:P

Yeeees, flowers CAN be crushed underfoot...hence the sensitivity here. And, me and my big feet;/

Why I'll chose to be a bird instead. Tired of always getting stepped on by everyone running to that prettier flower. That way I can at least get out of the way. And I'd be able to sing for once. And fly south for the winter :) And see...a nightingale is awake odd hours of the day and night. Rather fitting...

Yea, well Nelly Furtado wants to be a bird, and you're no Nelly Furtado!:P

:O....ooooo....ooooh...awwww..

Who is Nelly Furtado? And what are you saying? That because I'm not her I can't be a bird?

I don't want to be anyone but myself. :-P