They were on the mantle this morning. Resting stately, elegantly. My one request. Because they last. If you trim them right, new buds will sprout just when you think the last petal has fallen. Orchids appear delicate, even fragile, but don’t be deceived. They are resilient and hardy. Just like mothers.
After church, Doug and the girls prepared a treasure hunt to help me find a few of my favorite things. Mostly goodies. Anyone need a sugar fix? Please stop by.
I love Ali’s bubble flowers in assorted colors. A bouquet to treasure.
Sami and Eliza’s portraits of Mom. “We worked really hard on your short hair,” they said.
An immanent part of the portrait.
Happy Mother’s Day.