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Blogtober #6: Flowers

I know that as a woman, the stereotype is that I love flowers and will instantly forgive anything if you think to send me flowers as an apology. I don’t get it. I like flowers. I think they’re pretty. But I have never been one to get excited over a corsage, bouquet, or single stem rose.

Don’t get my wrong, I do not look down on my husband when he buys me flowers as a gesture of love. Our first valentine’s day he got me a single rose, he’s brought me sunflowers (my favorite flower) randomly just to be sweet. I appreciate the gesture and I keep those flowers alive as long as I can.

I like the idea of gardening (I live in an apartment with terrible sunlight so I can’t actual garden) but, I’m more into the idea of practical gardening. I want to grow herbs and vegetables. I may branch out (branch…plants… get it??) into flowers at some point, but even then it’s a sort of an afterthought.

Hell, I gave my wedding bouquet to a little girl. Her mom offered to dry and preserve it for me and I declined. I knew I wouldn’t keep it and I didn’t want her to put in all that effort.

I like flowers. They are pretty. But I just don’t get it…

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