I have decided my favorite color is white. This isn't actually news, but I continually find pleasure in the clean crispness of white.
So it stands to reason that I love white flowers.
While at my parent's this week I picked buckets of white lilacs.
They were going into the simple summer fresh bouquets on the tables at my brother's wedding.
But I find them fresh and beautiful alone in the buckets.
Masses of white always make me smile.
They seem to make even ordinary back doors look lovely.
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