Say it with flowers.

It was very quiet  in the gym, obviously because it's Mother's Day, but just how we like it.  It was only Cath, Anne, John  & me, and we talked about  growing up in the 50' & 60's  while we drank our coffee's. Much laughter, as usual.  When I came out, ready to walk home, it was a bit nippy, but I soon got warm on the walk home as it's all uphill. I saw the bunch of flowers on the bench on the other side of the river. I wonder what the story behind them is?