I think that it is safe to say most gals enjoy fresh flowers. So it should be no surprise to you when I confess my love of flowers. All flowers! To me different flowers are unique memories. Blue hydrangeas remind me to fun filled summer days at my grandparents beach house. Irises remind me of the huge bunches of flowers that my father brought home to my mom for no reason at all. Belles of Ireland were a sweet gift from BK, who was not known to be sweet. Mums remind me of the corsages my Pop had made every Thanksgiving for all his "best girls".
One flower that never seems to be "in-style" is closest to my heart. The overlooked daffodil is very close to my heart. They were the very first flowers that Hubby ever bought for me when we first started dating. Over 16 years ago a bunch of daffodils were delivered to my dorm-room and I was over the moon!