Surely the best kind of flowers is the kind given by a son to his father. Our youngest, who absolutely loves to draw and is most frequently found creating elaborate sketches of buildings, bridges and battles, or else simple pictures of trees, spent three days painting this picture for a special father’s day project at school. My husband was over the moon to receive it last night (as youngest son could not wait until this morning).
Both my husband and I share a similar disdain for Mother’s Day and Father’s Day (you know that Hallmark created Mother’s Day many years ago to increase sales, don’t you?), being the kind of people who absolutely hate to be told when to appreciate the people we love, never mind anything else!
But, in truth, over the years the boys have brought home the sweetest, most lovely gifts to mark these holidays thanks to the forethought of their teachers and their own earnest efforts. I have my own much coveted floral themed painting – very different in style, size and colouring – created by my eldest when he was much younger.
The best part of these flowers is that they will truly keep for ever.