I love going to the florists for those South American and California flowers. They are wonderful--sweet peas in huge bunches (while my crop for this year was a big bust), roses that would make you swoon (as Amy Stewart would say), and exotics that make you wonder how on earth God thought of a flower like that. But this vase of flowers from the back yard is my very favorite. For today, at least.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
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