We meandered through the neighborhood and eventually crossed the bridge to head for South Buffalo. Instead of following the main streets, we cut through backstreets. Pretty neighborhoods -- each street is a single community.
There is a house with a yard I have always adored along the way. No grass, just flowers and other plants. Filled to the brim with nature-y goodness. On our way up, we could see the owner was out and watering the flowers. We stopped and commented on how beautiful her yard was.
You could see in her face how happy it made her that people appreciated her hard work. She asked if I would like some flowers to take home, but I had to decline because we were not headed home...she then said that she would cut some for us so that we could pick them up on our way home.
So nice of her!
On the way home we stopped to pick up our bouquet. The lady had filled a lovely blue and brown crackle glaze pot with flowers. It looked fresh from a florist. We visited for a time and she told us how much she loved gardening. In fact, when this woman had run out of yard space, she offered to plant flowers for her neighbors! Her own money and time, just for the pleasure of making her street more beautiful.
You know, those flowers were beautiful, but this woman's personality is gorgeous. I feel special just for being able to meet her.
1 comments:
Wow, what a lovely story! That was definitely nice of her to share the flowers with you. Truly a gift!
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