.some of the remains of my last bouquet
Fading away….
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They really are ‘remains’. You held on to them well, Sue.
Best wishes, Pete.
Thanks, Pete
Beautiful as always 😀 😀
Thanks, Cee!
Definitely on their last legs!
Indeedy!
Going, going ….
Yep
Hanging in there, but just barely. 🙂
Only just
Do you place the spent flowers in the garden and hope their seeds will sprout?
No!
I will have to let my husband know that I am after beauty when I refuse to empty the vase on the dining table.
Yay!