I choose pretty. For real.

When I was a girl I used to get in trouble for decorating my room. Well, more to the point: I used to get in trouble for re-decorating my room when I was supposed to be simply tidying.

And who wouldn't rather plant flowers than weed?

Who wouldn't rather read a book than dust the bookcases?

Who wouldn't rather have a lemonade stand than... pretty much anything? Maybe there is a little Mary Poppins in me after all.

A spoonful of pretty helps the real go down.

For today, and most days, I'm considering the lilies

along with the positively brilliant Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real linky

over at Like Mother, Like Daughter.