My hydrangeas are blooming. All over my garden are the beginnings of a wonderland of blue, pink, white and green hydrangeas. I have planted many over the years. Slowly and methodically I have selected and planted my favorite treasures. Thus is the problem. I won't pick them! What's up with that? Even though I have, dare I say, 60 or so, I can't bring myself to pick them and enjoy them inside. Crazy I know. But I was lamenting this problem this morning in a still moment that I rarely have.....why do we save the things we love and not use them? Shouldn't we enjoy them instead of hoarding them? Keep them behind glass doors to see but not use? You know the whole dish thing. We never use our fancy dishes but instead use our every day? Yeah, I have that problem too. So now what? Cut the flowers in a blue decadent bouquet? Pull down all of my grandmother's and my skillfully collected treasures for a dinner party with friends? You bet. So here goes. I challenge you to do the same. Whatever your treasure behind the "glass" is, use it. Take a shot and send it to us. I will do the same and I have to saythat I feel the pressure already. But I want to be different these days. Maybe I am getting old and with that wiser. So here goes.....make a memory. Do something different and challenging. Cause you know this is as much a metaphor as it is an actual issue. Enjoy your life. Grab it. Use it. I challenge you.