Life is a Bouquet

Happiness held is the seed.
Happiness shared is the flower...
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Is that true?  Ask my mother.  At 85, she has worked 30 years at the green house and in her flower garden.

a work in progress

The grass is mowed.
The  rugs washed and hung up
after a messy floor
from canning  tomatoes and green beans.
Cothes dry and folded.
Sitting outside because there is a breeze.

1Thess. 4:11 And that ye study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands...