Sunday, May 30, 2004
Flowers, flowers, flowers for sale...
My dad was big on gardening. We lived in Philly with a small postage stamp yard but he had the perimeter filled with loads and loads of flowers. There were rosebushes for my mom and peonies and irises and of course, the wonderful marigolds that to this day can bring a tear to my eye. The fragrant... Sign in
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