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Welcome! Thank you for stopping by. Take a few moments to sit back, relax and catch up on what is happening in my world. Join me for events and happenings in my life. I tell stories with flowers and through still life props.
Welcome to my blog! Thank you for stopping by. Please take a few moments to sit back, relax and catch up on what is happening in my world. I love to hear what is also happening in your world too.
Join me for happenings, seasonal flowers and their stories. Yes, I believe flowers have their own story, if you truly look and understand the color, softness and texture, flowers can tell a story.
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Don’t hide in the dark, you were born to SHINE. Whatever your passion is, go after it, share it, let everyone see what and who you are.
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Prayer and hope are so very important now, it gives us comfort in something larger than ourselves, it gives us the strength to carry on, and the belief life WILL get better.
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What is God’s plan? I’m sure many of us have asked this question, I know I have. That may not be something we know immediately, if ever. I do believe that things happen for a reason and maybe that is God’s plan.
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“The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away.” – Pablo Picasso Many years ago a family member said she did not understand why anyone gave flowers to another, “all they do is die, such a waste” she said. This is very true, but all living […]
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“God gave us the gift of life; it is up to us to give ourselves the gift of living well.” – Voltaire While listening to the radio the other day a song by Brad Paisley began to play. The song is called “Letter to Me” it talks about writing a letter to your seventeen year […]
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There is something deep within us that sobs at endings. Why, God, does everything have to end? Why does all nature grow old? Why do spring and summer have to go? ~ Joe Wheeler Summer feels as though it is a fleeting moment, three months of the year gone as quickly as a whisper in […]
