Ever since I was a little girl I've loved sweet peas. My grandma Lola had a huge row of vibrant colored sweet peas climbing along her garden shed. The frequent summer visits to grandma's sweet pea home bequeath a beautiful lasting memory. As I ponder those thoughts I too can hear my loving grandma ask, "would you like to go to the garden and pick a bouquet of sweet peas?" Love...
Yesterday as I picked the tiny bouquet from my garden a smile appeared on my face and joy and love filled my heart as I reminessed about those summer sweet days spent with my beautiful kind and caring grandmother.
Jill 00 (two hugs are better than one)