When I buy my weekly flowers, I gravitate to the simplicity of a gerber daisy. They are ordinary and youthful and lovely. I remember as a girl being delighted by the bright, vivacious hues of these happy flowers. The daisies seem so innocent and remind me of young girls plucking petals and reciting, "he loves me, he loves me not." Today I mixed the joyful blooms with some summery pink and orange snapdragons to create an explosion of warm colors.
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