Living in the Netherlands for a year spoiled me. We had fresh flowers on the table almost all the time. Flowers were so inexpensive and easy to find. We lived in a small town, and I went grocery shopping almost daily to get fresh fruit and vegetables. I'd walk to and from, with older son in the stroller and younger son in utero. I passed several flower shops and, if the flowers at home were fading, would pick up a new bouquet on the way home. I picked these from the flowerbed that runs along the house behind the walkout basement. And, yes, that's a somewhat gnarly needle-felted possum hanging by his tail from the light fixture above the table. Doesn't everyone have one?
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