None of them cost me a cent.
Mostly they were gifts from my daughter, but she didn't buy them at a nursery either.
The columbines were volunteer seedlings, and the irises were mostly castaways from other gardeners.
These gifts bless me and all those who pass my garden.
More than gifts from my daughter, these flowers are gifts from a God of detail who created us with a love for beauty.
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