Dear Blossom, you really appreciate the beauty of life and I have a feeling that Spring may become your favourite season. You stop to listen to birdsong, collect fallen petals to pass on as gifts and find delight in each and every new bud. Your enthusiasm for life and nature is contagious! Dear Bubbles, I love that you can find your way round our secret garden without any direction, throw twigs in the pond for the fish to eat and take your shoes off in every cafe we visit. Your sweet ways warm my heart. Dearest Daughters, may you always find time to stop and smell the roses.
My favourite thing about spring is wild primroses covering hedges and fields in abundance. This always brings happy memories of “primrosing” with my Dad and always taking the first posy to my Gran 🌼
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Ah yes… but I don’t believe we’re allowed to pick the wild primroses anymore 😦
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I came to realise that the primroses looked more beautiful in the wild which is why I never took you primrosing. Still lovely memories though
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