Was it one flower that got you hooked?
Made you sigh
Stopped you in your tracks?
Or, like me, did they sneak up on you?
Memories of flowers.
I don't think I can recall one moment.
Flowers were celebrated everyday in the smallest of ways.
Always there when I grew up.
The greenhouse was a sacred place.
An escape and where beauty emerged.
There was always, always,…
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