The garden centers that are open and full of flowers.
My children.
My job.
The promise of a better tomorrow.
The return of Jack's fauxhawk.
A husband who takes care of me.
Rhubarb.
"You find you are made up of bits and pieces of all who have ever touched your life and you are more because of them and would be less if they had not touched you..."
1 comment:
Cutie!
Aw...
and YUM.
What did you make with the rhubarb?
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