Flower Power To The Max

I grew up during the

Flower Power years.

Anyone remember those?

The late 60's/70's

were the years of

Love and Flowers...

and a whole lotta war and

civil unrest.

Anyway, I have always

LOVED flowers.

This Spring finds me dragging out

the flowers...

There's the canvas print above

my stove top-

Then-there's

The Real Thing

in my kitchen window.

Dressed with a bunny card from a friend.

How about the printed flowers 

on my Marjolein Bastine calendar?

Or the fake faux flowers in my foyer...

What kind of flowers flour don't I like?

How about this one?

Never stop to take a picture of an accident

because when you do

SOMEONE who shall remain nameless

finds joy in stepping in it.

Now, I am no detective but I am thinking

that looks about like a child's 

size 11 footprint.

Any ideas WHOSE that might be?

Anyone?

anyone...

anyone....

I'll be late visiting today-I am off

to meet my daughter for a day 

of thrifty nifty goodness- 

Catch ya later-