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Tara put together this bouquet yesterday.

 She also picked every dandelion she could find to put in a vase for Daddy.

Mrs. K., our backyard neighbor has some nice forsythia bushes that we trimmed a bit to make this nice arrangement.  I think she’s a budding florist - it’s beautiful!

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Comment by Brad on April 26, 2008 at 5:24 am

You should train her in the ancient art of Ikebana, also known as kado, or the “way of flowers”. It would make our ancestors proud.

Oh, wait… “BUDDING florist”? I thought you said “BUDDHIST florist”.

Never mind.

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Comment by Kristi on April 26, 2008 at 7:15 am

That’s right - Mommy gets the beautiful forsythia, and Daddy gets ALL of the dandelions.

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Comment by Lauren on April 26, 2008 at 11:04 am

It’s a lovely study in yellow. It really makes those folders pop!

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Comment by Deanne on April 26, 2008 at 3:57 pm

That’s quite impressive, I must say!

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Comment by Peggy on April 26, 2008 at 4:54 pm

Beautiful Tara!! Oh to have girls … I used to get rocks, a window sill lined with dirty rocks.

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