Friday, July 22, 2016

With love

When you go on holidays and nobody is watering the flowers exposed in the sunny sky, the chance the flowers curled up and died is great. So we call the flowers doctor, Alfred, he talks, gives water and energizing food. Sometimes it's too late, I curse and promise not to buy flowers and plants until we have a decent watering system. And every year, I'm doomed to repeat the past.