Petunias

for Flower Friday

On Friday 13th. (Please check out Esper’s most interesting journal)

On this day a long time ago (or so it seems) I was invited for a picnic in the Wicklow Mountains with someone who loved good cars. A lovely day and all was good. But this person was nervous and distracted and I presumed he had some personal worries

But because I tend not to dwell on things too deeply, I just enjoyed the spin.

Wicklow is known as TheGarden of Ireland and very scenic. And this is where my future husband proposed to me in this lovely place.

I was not expecting this but I did not hesitate. A good man is worth his weight in gold

And it worked out well / it surely did