You return home to discover a huge flower bouquet waiting for you, no card attached. Who is it from — and why did they send it to you?
This happened to me…in a way.
I live in Seattle, most years in mid-October we start to trend cold and wet. I returned from a two week trip on October 29th and my roses were blooming. They are supposed to be going dormant. Orange roses in the front yard and yellow in the back, fall colored roses smiling in the sun. Clear breathable air. Sometimes I really love my home!
I fear these buds are doomed as it has gotten chilly. But it was a nice welcome home from my faithful, yet too often neglected garden. So flowers but no admirer. Oh well you can’t have it all.
The cat was glad to see me, especially when I turned on the gas fireplace.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Secret Admirers.”