A little painting of a pewter jug.
Brings back memories of my childhood in Scotland picking flowers from my Mum’s garden and placing them in this jug.
Dedicated to my Mum who still loves her garden.
She sprouted love like flowers,
Grew a garden in her mind,
And even on the darkest days,
From her smile the sun still shined.
Poem by Erin Hanson
Grew a garden in her mind,
And even on the darkest days,
From her smile the sun still shined.
Poem by Erin Hanson
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