“Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of their character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.”
~ Lydia M. Child
I was quietly working away when the doorbell rang. The dog, as is his way, got to the door first. I scooped him up in my arms and opened the door. The van was already driving away. On the step was a big box with my name on it.
She had sent me flowers.
A couple of weeks ago someone bought me Champagne and now someone else was sending me flowers. Amazing what happens when you are brave.
I arranged them in a vase, took a picture and sent it to her
“You have made me smile so damn much”
“Good” came back the reply.
All day I kept catching sight of them and every time I did that made me happy. That evening I took them up to bed with me and sat them on the side. I wanted them to be the first thing I saw in the morning and they were. I sent another picture from my phone that included more than just flowers and that sparked the idea for more images so I set up my tripod and ‘proper’ camera and got to work
In the end there were 4 slightly different images that I was pleased with but picking which one to post here was an impossible task. In the end I sent them all to the the flower giver and asked her to pick. I am sure the others will appear at some point but for now, it’s ladies choice.
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