The last little one of the day is a sweet little painting of Holly Hocks. One of my favorite flowers. And one of the reasons I almost didnt marry my husband last summer. (He doesnt like them. I came home frome taking care of some elderly people to him "helping me" by "weeding" my flower bed and in the process he removed all my Holly Hocks. I seriously concidered not marring him.)
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