tulips from your yard

This was the last bouquet of tulips from your yard that you got to see.  Melody picked them (and brought them down to her house where you lived the last week and a half of your life.  Last winter was so long both in Wisconsin and in New Hampshire.  I'm glad you got to see one more spring.

I will always think of you no matter what flower I'm looking at.

Auntie Mame is playing on tv tonight.  Do you remember how we watched that together every time it came on when I was a kid?  How I would laugh hysterically when Auntie Mame went to Georgia and rode the horse and the little boy said "hot damn, my sister's gonna bust a gut!"