The ladies at the supermarket were puzzled. Why flowers? Was today his wife’s birthday? Anniversary? Did we have a fight?
“No, no, and no,” Garry assured them. He just thought flowers are nice and he should bring home a bouquet. I could have told them he does this almost every week. Just because.
No matter what he said, the ladies were sure there was another, secret reason. To which I say, “Print the legend.”
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So very beautiful. They could be a painting. 😀
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Definitely a keeper. Beautiful flowers Garry
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Indeed they are. One of the nicest of this summer’s bouquets.
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I think that is a wonderful gesture of love. Peter would bring me flowers that he had picked from the wild or from someone else’s garden. Now he just roams around our garden. (a little less confrontational with the neighbours)
Leslie
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Our grocery store has a nice selection of flowers. Sadly, almost all the local nurseries went out of business. I used to buy from them, but I don’t buy all that much … and this is more a farming than a flower garden area.
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Still a lovely gesture by a thoughtful man!
Leslie
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Like Bonnie Raitt says: “Let’s give ’em something to talk about.”
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You betcha. There was a young lady on the check out line who squealed, “Oh, what a nice guy!”. I hustled out quickly so my giggles couldn’t be heard.
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Yes, but remember, Garry–you’re hot.
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ooooh pretty. Let ’em wonder, lol.
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It’s a small town, so they are looking for a good story. Glad to oblige.
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Betcha some tongues were wagging about the story behind the story of the bouquet. No man just buys flowers for his wife. Gotta be something hinky going on.
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Beautiful
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Thank you.
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