It was actually a very pleasant day. The weather was nasty, but we expected it. Every weather report for the past week agreed this was gonna be really wet Mother’s Day.
It’s wet. Cold. Dark.
Garry went out to pick up some stuff, including pharmacy stuff and, of course, fresh flowers. It’s not that he doesn’t buy flowers the rest of the year. Indeed, Garry is a major flower giver and I am the lucky recipient.
This makes the second bouquet in just a week which is a record, even for me. And today’s were a favorite: yellow roses!