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title: Flowers from Charlotte
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[Kirsten Waerstad](http://kirsten.net/)

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## [Flowers from Charlotte](https://humanism.org/MyBlog/tabid/778/bid/540/Flowers-from-Charlotte.aspx)

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    I was in my garden the other day, shifting a couple of plants around.  As a new gardener, it seems that every plant needs to be moved at least twice.   I noticed that the stem of a rose on my favorite rose bush, it's a delicate pink with a heavenly fragrance, had been broken.  Seeking to savor the scent in my home, I went to clip the stem and heard a sweet little voice ... "Kirsten, Kirsten!".  I walked toward my rose and heard "Kirsten, I'm here!".  It was little Charlotte, my neighbor's youngest daughter, a cute, sassy little girl of three.   I gave the rose to her and she loved it.  

    I went on with the business of deadheading plants and raking the sod in the area of my future patio.  Soon, Charlotte returned with a handful of Impatient flower heads and a Petunia flower she had pulled from her mothers plants.  She beamed and gave them to me. 

    "Thank you Charlotte"

    I placed my gift in a glass bowl filled with water.  It has been a cherished centerpiece on my dining room table for days. 

Posted by [Kirsten Waerstad](https://humanism.org/myblog/author/kirsten-waerstad) on Sun, Jun 26, 2005 @ 14:06 PM

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