Every day he gave me a flower.
Sometimes it was a bought arrangement.
Sometimes it was a wild flower.
Sometimes it was a picked flower.
Sometimes he gave me a dried poppy .
Neatly tukked into the pages of his favourite book.
Sometimes it was free.
Sometimes it was store-bought.
At times it was cheekishly taken from a public garden.
Or from behind the vile neighbours fence.
Sometimes it was drawn on paper.
Sometimes they were bound into a crown. .
Everyday he gave me a flower.
He gave them with love.
He gave them with passion.
Sometimes it was a dandilion.
Sometimes it was origami.
Sometimes it was a poem,
Or a book about a flower.
He gave me flower earrings.
A flower neclace.
He served me flowers floating in my tea.
He gave me flowers in the form of a bread.
Sometimes he cooked with edible flowers.
He gave me flowers every day.
He spread out flowers on our bed.
And now, it is I who is bringing him flowers.
I come to his grave
And bring a flower, or two .
And one day soon, I will be here too.
His last flowers grow here now.
If we were having coffee today, I suppose then we would be having a nice cup of tea, like always.
How have you been? I have probably been actively commenting on your blog over the last few days, so I should know how you are. If I haven’t then I should head over to your space on the internet and see what you have been creating, wondering, seeing…
This week was a girls only week, not the whole week, but from Monday to Thursday S was in London for a class. It was his first time in the UK. He really enjoyed himself there and is looking forward to going back in November. Maybe in 2016 for his last class we will join him for a few days. Meet up with bloggers? Who knows?
Just the two of us at home, was not always easy. Little one was seeking attention all the time, but the weather was somewhat responsible for that. Last weekend it was really hot (32°C and now temperatures have dropped to 19°C and below).
I think that recently I mentioned that I did not work all August, and that I was hoping to get back to work. Well my wish has been granted, I was contacted twice this week! So now I have two new clients, and have my first lesson this afternoon. My goal is to work 10 to 15 hours per week. So I will keep you updated on that. But being freelance means that clients come and go, sometimes they come back after months of absence too, which is a great compliment.
A my daughter didn’t want me to use the computer all week, I did not write as much as I would have like to, normally I wrote when she went into her night’s beauty sleep. I wrote about our travels to Austria, more precisely old traditions and happy cows. I participated in the freestyle writing challenge, and started to create a whole new universe. Yesterday I posted a book review, of a book that I absolutely loved and read during my train travel to Austria.
I discovered an amazing new park in Paris, but I will tell you more about that one soon. And of course I will continue sharing my Austrian adventures with you. And next Saturday this is going to have it’s 6 month anniversary, but more on that in next weeks coffee share.
But before I leave you. Go join the GO PLAY challenge hosted by Nerd in the Brain and if you found out about it here, then mention me as your referral in the signup form 😘. And do join in the great blog party that is going on over there too. Awww so much info, I know. I have already completed 2 challenges! (visiting a new park and playing catch).
If we were having coffee, I would ask you just one small favour, go over to Diana’s blog Part-Time Monster (the cool logo comes from there) and check out the linky, and if you have your own coffee share post, add it to the said linky!
Have a great weekend, Solveig