I have a windowsill in my kitchen that catches all kinds of treasures—loose tea infusers, herbs trying to take root, an uncomfortable ring, and morning light.

These particular treasures were a gift from my neighbor, who planted—and then graciously permitted me to cut—her wonderfully tall marigolds. Placed in a simple clear bottle, three of them stood proudly: bright orange, unapologetically cheerful, and entirely too glamorous for their humble glass stage.

Three Majestic Marigolds is a little love letter to simple joys—the kind that happen quietly between sips of coffee, when neighbors leave a mark on your heart, and when a few flowers in a bottle can make the whole room feel brighter.

Original acrylic painting on gallery-wrapped canvas, 16 × 26 inches. Ready to hang.