A friend of mine was amazingly sweet and gave me this gorgeous bouquet of flowers when she heard of my grandmother’s death a week ago today.

They’re starting to age around the edges- that gradual antique furling- but they still make me smile whenever I walk into the room.

What is it about flowers that does that to a lady?

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