Five or six years ago, my dad planted climbing roses by our porch post. Since, the plant has yielded one, maybe two blooms per year.
This week, an explosion of blooms. Makes me happy when I come home and see them.
Pink roses from my dad
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- A list of simple joys. Because one of the things that makes me the happiest is a jelly jar full of daisies picked just for me by my sweet girls. Luckily my life is full of such blessings.
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