Again..,

Between making flowers, reading, juggling work and home, I seem to have lost touch with the blog.

He left yesterday for another stint away from us. Luckily, my mother and sister are coming over so I shall not starve.

I hate goodbyes. It brings out the weepy me in me. Not that I wept but I was sad...how I way I could be consoled like the elf for whom a bribe of a book is enough to wash away anything.

I am planning to sell my flowers at flea markets. I think they are good enough - it might be my biased opinion. But there is no harm in trying. At least I will have something to look forward to when I retire.

I leave you with some flowers I made...