My sweet DH buys flowers for the dining room table nearly every week now at the local farmer's market. This bouquet was seriously heavenly so I'm giving it some immortality. When I pull weeds in the garden now, I remember our flower garden of yore. I planted it up the sides of the walk way to our tiny rented house in the last week of May. The plants were tiny. I went to the hospital with our first child on the 7th of June, and three weeks later came home with DD1, and the flowers were all blooming! I felt like a Queen, bringing home our wee princess to our little Castle.
Oh, those are lovely! And what a sweetie your hubby is to buy them every week. Kudos to him.
ReplyDeleteSpringtime in a vase : ) What a romantic guy he is!
ReplyDeleteHe's a sweetie, Trish. I think it's sort of my delayed garden, since I can't go dig out there anymore- a decree from the top- and he has no time to do that at present. He's determined to keep me out of that raised flower bed and off the embankment.
ReplyDeleteAnd he's a bit romantic, Annie, that's true. I think this started up about a year ago (broken wrist) and it's still going strong, bless his heart. So that he would go to breakfast with his OBBC, Old Buddy's Breakfast Club, I promised not to go on the embankment and pull the weeds. =o))