We (Joel and I) were in the market tonight, and I saw the cooler of fresh flowers. I was standing there looking at them when beloved walked up behind me.... he said, you are allergic to roses. I know, I said. I was just thinking that Paul's roses outdo these roses by a million times....
You have quite the touch my friend. Beautiful. Thank you.
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Merci!!
We (Joel and I) were in the market tonight, and I saw the cooler of fresh flowers. I was standing there looking at them when beloved walked up behind me.... he said, you are allergic to roses. I know, I said. I was just thinking that Paul's roses outdo these roses by a million times....
You have quite the touch my friend.
Beautiful.
Thank you.
Margaret, I am glad you can look at these without sneezing. I will continue to post them off and on this summer.
Beautiful!
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