Gift Flowers

Hello, Dear Ones!

I had a friend come for a visit and brought me these beautiful flowers ~ gift flowers! We all love flowers, don't we? So I just had to set up a little vignette with them.

I started pulling things out and brought out these sweet little dishes to help me. Do you see the little heart cutouts all along the edge?

Two sweet little white creamers just seemed to fit too! Lace, can't forget the lace!

These gift flowers had rather long stems so I cut them and poked them into a vase with water. Aren't they pretty?

The carnations and lilies smelled so good. Sniff, sniff...

Oh, my gift flowers had another little tiny admirer too! :) These pix were taken in June when my little Carter was visiting!

I'm joining A Stroll Thru Life for Tabletop Tuesday,

The Blackberry Vine for Tuesday To Do Party,

Be a bunch of sweeties,

Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~

A Daisy A Day

He remembers the first time he met er He remembers the first thing she said He remembers the first time he held her And the night that she came to his bed He remembers her sweet way of sayin Honey has somethin gone wrong He remembers the fun and the teasin And the reason he wrote er this song Ill give you a daisy a day, dear Ill give you a daisy a day Ill love you until the rivers run still And the four winds we know blow away They would walk down the street in the evenin And for years I would see them go by And their love that was more than the clothes that they wore Could be seen in the gleam of their eyes As a kid they would take me for candy And I loved to go taggin along Wed hold hands while we walked to the corner And the old man would sing er his song Ill give you a daisy a day, dear Ill give you a daisy a day Ill love you until the rivers run still And the four winds we know blow away Now he walks down the street in the evenin And he stops by the old candy store And I somehow believe hes believin Hes holdin er hand like before For he feels all her love walkin with him And he smiles at the things she might say Then the old man walks up to the hilltop And gives her a daisy a day Ill give you a daisy a day, dear Ill give you a daisy a day Ill love you until the rivers run still And the four winds we know blow away

~sung by Jud Strunk