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On Friday morning, before going to work, Anette and I went over to my brother’s garden to look at some morning flowers that my mother would have liked. Being of a precious kind, they only bloom in the mornings and retire when the sun gets too strong.

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I love life, when you stop to look at the little things…

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Yes, my mother would have loved them! Purple was her absolute favourite colour.

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Purple morning flowers