Grandmama

Today would have been my sweet Grandmama's 85th birthday. It's been 10 years since I last got to take her a bouquet of fresh daffodils.

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.

 Daffodils always remind me of her and when I started my own garden, I transplanted some of her daffies to my yard. They just hold a special place in my heart and garden.

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…