Buttercups…

As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more. ¬†Psalm 103:15-16 ¬†Any of my family or friends know how much I love flowers. Every Spring, I can not wait to see the first buttercup pop up…mainly because my Daddy has always brought my Momma and I buttercups in from the log woods as soon as they bloom…and since my Brother E saw Daddy […]

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