People ask me all the time where I get my flowers. They come from a wholesaler in Seattle or I order them on line from vendors I have used for years. But sometimes I pick them from my garden. I will never be able to grow 100 stems of white roses but I can go out and pick some chocolate foliage or maybe a few blue hydrangeas. When , like the other day I didn't receive the chocolate cosmos I ordered , they were in the garden. I also need beauty, so my surroundings are always being pushed in a way I dream of. Next door neighbors are impatient with my progress but gardens are living art and this takes time
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