Pretty. These make me think of my Grandpa. Behind the shed, where it couldn't be seen from the house, was a snowball bush. I would go back there with a book and be gone so long that Grandma would get worried and call for me. I could completely lose track of time surrounded by the smell of those flowers with a book in hand on a warm summer day!
Pretty. These make me think of my Grandpa. Behind the shed, where it couldn't be seen from the house, was a snowball bush. I would go back there with a book and be gone so long that Grandma would get worried and call for me. I could completely lose track of time surrounded by the smell of those flowers with a book in hand on a warm summer day!
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