There is a wilted, droopy flower in the bud vase on my desk.
Time has marched by and some things should be discarded.
With a decision, and a small investment, beauty can be
restored.
But flowers are not just a spot of beauty. They are a catalyst.
They mark intentional moments of love and thoughtfulness.
No card has to be attached for our heart to know the
message.
My favorite bouquet is a field of wild flowers.
My Father’s heart is revealed in His extravagance.
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