Thursday, September 30, 2010

Sometimes my House is a Flower Shop

I don't mind my kitchen being used as a floral shop.  The smell is delightful and the leftovers are calorie free and fun to have around.  I have a daughter who lived in Manhattan for three years.  While there she did and internship with a Belle Fleur.  She does beautiful work.  This is the end result.

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