An elaborate refoldable landscape that circulated water running downhill, then back into the unit to come out again.
I had to adjust the rocks and fabric to minimize spray at the bottom end from when the water hit that with too much force and not enough gradual bend.
Sweet-scented orchid-type flowers mixed with other unique, hand-sized exotic plants were preserved, moist and viable, in their shipment package.
I put them into a low water, ceramic container about the size of a cup, just enough to keep roots nourished, with the help of an enthusiastic delivery lady.
There were more items in various decorated envelopes of Oriental, gold accented, metalic-flake nuance waiting for me to explore.
Someone had put in a lot of time and energy to promote good feelings that they were thinking of me.
Feeling engaged in the process and appreciated, I saved the best for last: the personal note addressed to me.
There were many parts I had yet to unwrap: small packages of creative thoughtfulness.
But, I awoke from the dream before I could learn who sent them, and their intention.
Candid Corvid Productions 