I love flowers. How about you? If you are a woman reading this most likely you do. Honestly, I love any flowers.
A flower bouquet from my yard:
A flower bed in my yard:
I love when a child picks a flower and hands it to me. It’s as beautiful as a big bouquet I get on an anniversary. A single flower from a precious grandson. Can it get any better than that?
And then there are more flower beds, flower pots around the pool and on the porch, hanging baskets, spring fields of flowers:
Fall artificial flowers:
I love most flowers, but really not roses so much or those lillies. They just stink a little to me. However, my daughter had some beautiful light purple colored roses at her wedding and then there are white ones which I do like. When I walk into a funeral home and lilies, it’s just not pleasant to my nose. I’ve told my husband I really prefer the pastel colors of daisies and carnations and the spring colors. I love spring bouquets. He bought me this one recently and had them add sunflowers because my Mom loved them so much.
Sometimes my daughter shows up with a little vase of flowers. They are always beautiful – sometimes bought and sometimes out of her flower beds. I love them. She’s grown but still brings me flowers. I didn’t get a picture of them alone.
This post is part of the #write31 day challenge.
I would love for you to check out my other #31 days posts. I’m trying to write every day in October: