Just to clarify, I am not Buddhist. I have nothing against the Buddhist people, its just not my thing. I was making fun of my little window sill. Whenever you visit the nail places they always have a ceramic Buddhist with a burning cigarette, fruit, and a donut. I do not know why. It was my attempt at being humorous and making fun of myself. I could not throw away the little yellow can and so I thought I would put some daisies in it from our garden. I picked the last of our beets and these were to small to cook, so I put them in the bottles. And what can I say about Mary, I have lots of stories about Mary in my life, but that is for another post. I love looking at my Buddhist corner when I am doing my dishes.