My yard is covered in wildflowers. A blanket of wispy purples. Acres of them.
And all this love for mama is too much to bear sometimes.
I thought of mowing the waist-high blooms, but reconsidered.
When night comes they sparkle, tiny purple reflections of the stars above.
…and i finally remembered to do the drawing for THIS giveaway. Yeah for Jessie831!
5 thoughts on “the language of flowers”
I love that one of the naked little one pushing the lawn mower!
I’m with Erika on that! But all are perfect!
Here’s my moment:
Wow. Just wow.
Your photography is stunning. Truly. Sincerely.
Our moment was baby’s first boat ride … http://sofiasideas.com/2013/04/12/this-moment-75/
Also, I love Love LOVE that photo, second from the bottom. (Pun totally intended!) ;0
haha! i love a good pun first thing in the morning:) your hilarious! thanks for the compliment!