The last present I gave to my partner was a Yorkshire Rose. In the turmoil of that fateful year, I cannot recall if she managed to see it flower before she left us. Well for the second year I’ve successfully not managed to kill it – very unusual for my not so green fingers. The difference this year is that the rose flowered on my partners birthday. Strange how one small flower can bring light on such a bleak day.
Beautiful flower 🙂
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how wonderful that it chose to flower on that day
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Strange that since then it’s hardly flowered at all.
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Just showing you again, she is still with you.
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