My mom buys dahlias every summer in bulk and has them delivered. I don't know how she does it, but somehow she has them on just about every table brightening each room. Today she knocked on my door (really early in the morning, might I add--but that didn't matter) and brought me this HUGE bouquet of dahlias. They are sitting on my coffee table. Amazing.
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Argh! I grew up with dahlias in our garden, and they always make me so sentimental.
(Btw, i love your blog.)
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