as a little girl, wandering the fields of my grandparent's farm, i fell in love with flowers. some would grow wild, some were maintained- but all were beautiful. i carried in many lively bouquets to my grandma's kitchen- and loved the way it felt to light up a house that way.
now, years later, my own little girls love to play in those same fields and come in with their very own creations. i love watching life- each stage, as it's in bloom.
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