We finally have flowers on our patio. I decided we just wouldn’t have flowers this year because extremely strange weather conditions made the availability of annuals late.
There have been other years I have decided not plant flowers, like the years when residents above us kept dropping cigarette butts and sometimes lit cigarettes on our patio. There was also the occasional beerfall from heaven.
However, every year Bob convinces me not to give in to circumstances and I plant the flowers. They serve as a reminder of how easily a few flowers can transform a broken slab of concrete into a garden and a positive thought can transform a world of negativity.
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