Take some sugary Southern charm, three limes, and a whole bunch of musings both literary and otherwise. Throw in some balmy southern heat (just enough to make everyone feel sexy and sweaty). Juice it up with enough rum to get a little heady. Spice with mint leaves, fresh and feisty. Take a large sip, sit back, and enjoy.
Sunday, November 21, 2010
First Gift
When I was very young, except by south Georgia standards, I met a delightful, quiet, kind man who I married as quickly as I could sort out how. He endeared himself to me a little more every week we had together with little notes and cards and calligraphy doodles of his affection, but the very first gift he ever gave me was a single rose delivered to me at work on a random Tuesday for no reason other than to send me a flower. He was very clever. Over the years I got many other more expensive and sometimes more coveted gifts from him, but that first one took me completely off guard.
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Besides poems and love letters, I think flowers delivered "just because" has to be one of the sweetest gestures in the world. A single red rose is probably the most romantic. By far.
Lovely story! Thanks so much for sharing! xo
Sometimes the simplest gifts are the most romantic, especially when they're unexpected.
A single rose "just because" is such a sensitive, beautiful love. Your story lovingly touches such an abstration that I can only wish a Happy Thanksgiving to two beautiful peopls.
That was lovely, Katrina. More so because I know you. Thank you for sharing not just the story, but your writing with use here at MLS. You are deeply appreciated.
Flowers are always appropriate, as my grandmother would have said. Appropriate but also loved.
Thanks for sharing.
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