I really enjoy deadheading, partly because it satisfies my obsessive compulsive side and partly because I find the repetitiveness rather meditative. I do not think deadheading always makes things look better however. I love the blanched color of the dead flowers, even though their petals have become crisp they appear softer as they diminish. Their edges become vague and they're less insisting on admiration. I appreciate these soft spoken beauties and I regret sending them away at the end of an afternoon.
