“Spring drew on … and a greenness grew over those brown beds, which, freshening daily, suggested the thought that Hope traversed them at night, and left each morning brighter traces of her steps.”– FROM JANE EYRE BY CHARLOTTE BRONTË LAST SUMMER, a storm with the somewhat benign, Caspar Milquetoast-ish-sounding name of Harvey ravaged Houston, Texas, inflicting $125 billion worth of damage, tying Katrina dollar for dollar. I’ve had the pleasure of visiting Houston many times, starting with my post-college year while working in Dallas. Then, during the last 10 years, we at Flower have had the opportunity to be involved in several cultural mainstays. Last fall, I was slated to moderate a design panel at the Theta Design Weekend. After the rains finally abated, we had given to disaster relief,…