Tuesday morning, my dear friends, Rosemary and Sheryl, drove down from the northern suburbs to have lunch with me. They both came caring chocolate (remember - I said they were my friends!). In addition, Rosemary had purchased some crazy daisies just for me. Micah grabbed the purple vase. I opened the package and . . .
Every stem I pulled out wasn't just wilted, but dead and decaying. I wasn't sure what to do. Rosemary was shocked! She had picked them up the evening before at Cub, put them in water overnight and handed me totally dead daisies.
We determined, "Toss them!" and went out and had a lovely lunch, one that spanned over thirty years of friendship!
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