We have six... or seven

...or eight

scrawny looking bushes lining one side of our backyard.

Several times I've thought about (ahem).. trimming them.

And then Spring came, and they sprouted some green.

And then Summer came, and they gave us some thorns.

And then two days ago, Spring stopped by for a quick little re-visit.

(She should be gone again in a couple days.)

But she left us some of these:

And Robyn was in heaven.

Robyn loves flowers.

Robyn LOVES flowers.

Robyn looooooves flowers.

And after eyeing the neighbors' flowers for weeks now...

Wishing she could (ahem)... trim them.

I let her trim our scrawny little bushes to her heart's content.

She picked every single bloom.

And I love being her mother.

The End.