G can't help herself when she's at the shops and she walks past the flowers.
She tends to loose herself and wants to smell, look and touch them all, not to mention buy them all. She and Dan often buy a bunch for me when they're at the shops on the weekend, but normally I manage to talk her out of getting any - we'd look like a florists shop otherwise.
Last week though, we came home with some beautiful, but mostly unopened, sunflowers.
Well they're open and looking lovely on the bench.
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