My petunias are all 'still' alive when I got home from Saigon. What a miracle that my husband dear somehow remembered to water them. When I got back from Kuching on my previous trip, they were all barely living (at the verge of withering more like it). Day in day out I whispered to it to stay alive and it was finally nurtured back to its once glorious state before I left for Saigon. This time round he remembered. Hallelujah!
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I feel so much love (between the 2 of you) when i look at that pot of flower. It's written everywhere, hehe...
hahaha.... now that you mentioned, I realised it too...
good on u!
So nice of you to do a post to show your appreciation for your husband!
mun, errmm... actually it was about my 'still' alive petunias...hahahahaha
renaye, thanks for dropping by!
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