My bouquet is at its peak of beauty. Every bloom is at its fullest and the colors compliment each other wonderfully. Every time I pass by my flowers I think of my friend Annie and I smile. I am so fortunate to have friends like her in my life. I’m visiting with my mother and I showed her the picture of my flowers, she remembers our former neighbors and she was touched by Annie’s gift.
It’s hot in New York, thank goodness for air conditioning, the heat is making me weary.