rosebud and pussy willow--as they landed

I love this because I didn't arrange it--it just happened. Because Kate and I held an arranging workshop this week, hundreds of dollars of florist flowers passed through my house, but by this morning, this was all I had--a few tiny pussy willow twigs I couldn't throw away because they had rooted and a tiny pink rosebud that landed in the same spice jar. I shuffled them not at all--just left them the way they were and when the light hit them this morning, they looked so pretty. See the reflections of the rosebud in the window?