The neighborhood kids like to pick flowers and bring them to us.
It's wonderfully sweet and heartwarming, and I love it when they do. Sometimes, though, I get so many flowers that my house looks like a funeral home. And then, of course, all the plants in my yard have been stripped to the stem.
|Diki and his flowers|
|A window full of flowers in beautiful flower vases|
But there's nothing like a garbage vase full of stolen flowers to make you feel loved and important and wholly-appreciated by the little bobbing faces on your porch.