Here's a favorite flower of mine. Back in southwest Louisiana these things grew everywhere. In every field or yard that wasn't really well maintained these guys would spring up and make a nuisance of themselves. They were pretty to look at though and so I really liked them.
My mom specifically told me not to eat them though or I'd have an upset stomach. I of course didn't eat them but I did decide one day that they would make a great flower bouquet for mom. So I went around the neighborhood and picked what seemed at the time to be thousands of them although it was probably closer to twenty.
I could tell she wasn't really thrilled to get them but she still thanked me for the flowers and put them in a jar of water so they would stay as long as they could after being picked.. I'm sure some of them were already wilting and I soon forgot about them. For all I know she tossed them an hour later after I'd gone back outside to play.
Something similar really did happen with a pair of earrings I found in a muddy drainage ditch. They were plastic hoops and she thoroughly cleaned them before wearing them once and then they were never seen again. I remember asking about them though but don't remember the reply. Probably something like, "Oh, they're in the jewelry box."
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
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