I bought a dozen roses on Saturday at the food market that sets camp down my block, at the corner, in the elementary school’s opened yard. I was suspicious of these flowers because when transferring them to the vase, one of the roses just fell off. It had been cut off it’s stem. Fortunately, that was the only one cut off.
And now look at how pretty they turned out. Opened up and beautiful.
What is it about pretty flowers that always makes us smile?