Growing up, my brother and I would pick daffodils from her yard and run inside like we had this amazing bouquet for her birthday. Grandmama would always get a cup or mason jar and display the flowers on the table.
This is the best picture I have of the two of us. This was taken as we were leaving my cousin's wedding. |
The sweet smell of daffodils wafting through the yard and the bright and happy flowers always remind me of my sweet and happy Grandmama. Oh how I miss her…
Oh, Bless your heart Janice....Lovely photos!!
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You were so blessed to have such a sweet grandma! Hold tight to those memories of her!
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