New things in town

A happy voice was calling me.

"Mom I got you some flowers!"

Straight from the little garden of the building. At least they are wild ones and nobody would complain. Probably my favourite ones, for their sweet smell, that can turn into pure garlic once you cut them. (A smel that I enjoy a lot too)

He was so happy. And even happier when we put them in the new vase, straight from the pottery classes.