Hellebores and Daffodils
I do not normally ever think there are enough daffodils in my house. Ever.
However, when I think of all the daffodils my beloved has brought me over the years, I get a soft, satisfied feeling I cannot explain.
Fulfilled? Maybe. Or maybe just content?
Anyway, I promised to show you the very first bouquet from this year on the 21st, but I guessed wrong at the date and today is the day!
So, go here, where I am guest posting for a friend, and see the lovely and very first bouquet of daffs from my beloved, and one of my off-the-cuff stories to go with it. Enjoy!
Sweet teaser to send me to the guest post.
Well, I had to do SOMETHING!
Hope you enjoyed! 🙂
You never can have enough daffodils. They were my mother’s favourite flower and we had the tables covered with them at her funeral reception.
Oh. I am so sorry your mother is gone. But what a way to go out! That sounds like such lovely tribute! I’m glad you did that.
And I’m glad you came by here. 🙂