Jane's brown eyes moved back and forth across the painted flowers in the backdrop of her front garden. Her jaw dropped, forming a grin. T H E F R I D A Y C O F F E E H O U S E P O S T A) 🎵 B I L L ' S R 👁👁 S T Counting flowers on the wall That don't bother me at all - Excerpted from "Flowers on... Sign in to see full entry.