I'm gonna be honest and say that every single time a boy has gotten me flowers, I tend to get uncomfortable and (even more) awkward. Maybe it's 'cause I'm not used to it yet. But I love flowers. No joke. My parents have a great flower cutting garden that I miss terribly. There were always flowers on our kitchen table in the summer time. There is just something beautiful about flowers sitting in the middle of a table. 

Even though I have no flower cutting garden in my new place, I do have a Trader Joe's a few blocks away. The vase on my table has been home to sunflowers, Gerber daises and currently, yellow daises. Perfect for the cloudy days as well as the sunny ones. 

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