Mine were the sunflowers.
15May07
Cashier – “Irises and sunflowers. These are lovely. Your mother will love them.”
Valancy Jane – “Uh, thanks ……… but ……… suddenly I feel ashamed to admit this, it seems wrong somehow, but I don’t know why …….”
Cashier – *confused look*
Valancy Jane – *quietly* “One of those is for me.”
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I love sunflowers too. I wanted to grow them in my yard but my hubby said no. He’s afraid of bees so we don’t do the “flower garden” thing. However, we do the weeds as tall as the fence thing all the time! ah well.
Maybe there is a grey area between “flower” and “weed” that you could exploit.
Well, our weeds are so tall they actually look like bushes… so I guess that’s o.k.
There you go. Pretend they were deliberate.
when they say it’s ove. Ulf Raharjo.