Baby’s breath. Appreciating the little things.
these are some of my favorite flowers, even though theyre so small and dainty. I think that’s why I love them.
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Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
att blunda och se allting by Laura Gommans on Flickr.
My mood today. The roses fit. They were my grandma’s favorite.