Tuesday, 14 September 2010

Memories in a vase

I grow this flower on my balcony. I really like them, because they climb and grow and get all colourful and nice-smelling. I don't usually bring them inside, but now that I have, I suddenly remember where I have smelled them before. They remind me of my grand-mother. They must have grown in their garden, or she had a soap or something that smelled like this. I don't have to find out why they remind me of her, it just made me really happy to remember.

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