Even the "weeds" bring wonderful memories of childhood.
I remember sitting in the fresh green grass at about eight years old with my friends and making dandelion and violet necklaces. We also gathered bouquets of the flowers and took them inside to our Moms.
My Mom was a wonderful lady. She was always so happy and pleased when I brought her such presents as bouquets of weeds. She would put them into a glass of water and make them the centerpiece on our dinner table.
I was blessed to have a wonderful childhood.
All the best,
Lois
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