Posies

I seem to always have something like this on my counter. My children love to pick me flowers on the way to or from school. Some of them actually survive the trip and live on the counter for a few days. They are not fancy florist arrangements by any means but I wouldn't trade my posies for anything.

I'm sure my mom is chuckling and remembering her "favorite" posy I brought her. Potted poison oak. In my defense, I was four and thought it was a baby oak tree when I found it. So I dug it up and put it in a pretty pot for her.