should i go with the theme that this flower is a cousin to last night’s flower ? or should i just focus on those last few rain drops on the petals ? either one might work. however it is that in between time. the timer has stilled the glow of seasonal lights. and our youngest granddaughter of five months has finally been convinced, coaxed, and cuddled that sleep can out weigh the excitement of travel. one holiday is winding down and the new year is approaching. it is time even for this one to turn out the lights and call it a night…
Beautiful flower, but I really envy you the five-month old granddaughter. Good times.
She is a sweetheart. There is no arguing that point. Thanks Judy.
“Every Thought is a poetry” says a philosopher… I loved the words dear John, and sure flower too. Thank you, Love, nia