Monday 7 May 2007

Bridget-places.

 The sweetest flower that blows, I give you as we part. For you it is a rose - for me it is my heart. -Frederick Peterson

That would be the best message ever to find on the card of some red beauties just delivered into my arms, wouldn't you agree? I should open the curtains in order to get a nicer view, maybe. Jacob makes it very hard for me to wallow, I'll have you know.