I work on the eleventh floor, in an office with windows covered in the giant, sticky-paper ads that not only render them unopenable but also give every view this sickly blackish tint. The lighting is functionally fluorescent, and the furniture is the desk-and-chair equivalent of pre-fab housing. It’s easy to feel totally separated from the outside world, sealed up in a hermetic bubble of bright lights and clattering keyboards. It usually hits me in the early afternoon, when the desire to breathe uncirculated air manages to push past the hectic whirlwhind of my morning mind. That’s when I need to take a second and look at something pretty. Something soothing. Something other than the site we’ve been working on. And once again, on this all-too-normal Thursday afternoon, DesignSponge came through for me. This time offering up this beautiful bouquet of bright yellow daffodils. Light. Airy. Sunshine-y. Just what I need to remind me that the weekend is on its way, and the little weather app on my iPhone says it’s going to be in the seventies. Beach, here I come. Laptop, hold down the fort at home.