Daniel brought me flowers he collected during a hike on the mountain. This kid is so thoughtful.
These made me so happy. I held them in the van during our drive back to Provo. Everyone sneezed and I was covered in pollen. We decided that the flowers I wasn’t able to press would decorate Lady’s grave. So that’s where we left them.
Have you ever opened a book only to discover there are pressed flowers inside? That is one of the happy discoveries in life.
I pressed the flowers in a book I have been carrying around in the car: The Secret Garden. How fitting!