Monday, September 14, 2009

“I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.”






That is what Monet said. We have this neighborhood flower man. He really likes us. Probably because we buy flowers. He is always giving us a deal and throwing in extra flowers. I tried, but I cannot live without them. Elder Florist spoiled me.

3 comments:

k a t y said...

I, too, have been spoiled.

Ann said...

Yes, Dad has spoiled us all. And luckily, Brendon keeps on spoiling me! :)

Jessica Womble said...

Flowers are so beautiful. I really miss being able to pick some from our yard.