Mom loved flowers. Not the extravagant fussy kind like roses, nor the hot house flowers such as carnations, but random, creative arrangements of lilies and wildflowers, with a profusion of color. It was always a challenge at Mothers Day and her birthday to find creative arrangements to send. She always enjoyed describing them to me over the phone. I think she would have been happy with this.
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