A small gift

I used to pluck flowers, when I was a kid and we visited my grandmother. I ran outside to the partially grass driveway and picked a handful of daisies which she put in a simple glass of water in the kitchen.

Since a few weeks, Kabouter has learned to pluck some daisies in the park on his way back from daycare.  And now I receive a tiny handful of flowers when he comes home.

Small gifts , big treasures.
Beauty & love to focus on these days