i fingered the petals of the orangy red daisies - beautiful.
i took a sniff- sweet smelling flowers.
u always, always loved flowers:
planting them, watering them, pruning them.
always a lover of nature, always a camera in hand to capture the most real and natural moments in life.
but what they say is correct:
tombstones cannot appreciate flowers.
whats the use of getting u flowers when u are gone, away from us?

my eyes caught a glimpse of a beautiful blooming rose, bursting with love and passion.
could recognise it was the much-hailed about Holland rose.
i smiled, and pointed to the guy in the shop.
one of this beauty, in pink, for my mum,
who loves me unconditionally, always and all ways. :)
i want to let her know i love her always
and it might not just be valentine's day (or post V day, for that matter)
but just one of the everyday i love and cherish her.

its ur one year anniversary kor.
i wish u were back here with us.
i really do wish.
i wish i was not the one buying ur favourite flowers,
only to put them on your altar
where u cannot smell the scent, or touch the soft silky petals or see for yourself with your bright kind eyes.
flowers for u in theory,
but only to make myself feel better that u get to have ur favourite things given to you.
i miss you very very much kor.
<3.