I think that gardeners will not be impressed with anything I’m growing, thank goodness I garden for me. These little flower’s make me calm, take deeper breaths. And they make me happy. Happy is a butterfly that flickers through us, around us, maybe landing for a little while, but it never stays long. What is anger, sadness then? Ugh, black flies that want to eat your tears.
I’m rambling again.
The vases are from Chickadee. What a find! They had them on the sale rack, I bought all they had.
Treasures!
2me4art 
what a prescription of joy, peace and happiness….we love this….its like what you do offers affects us on a healing level and causing a transformation…..yep we say your photos are like part of our daily love prescription
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Umm. I feel as though I need to point to myself & question you with, ” you mean…me?” I took a picture, of what you took the time to write, on my cell phone so that when I feel grrr, I can re-read what you wrote. Thank you so very much.
– amy
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humility is beautiful too!
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