submitted by: Agnes Kirby
I am now 63 years old but I still remember the most romantic bouquet of flowers I ever received. I was a young girl then and a few of us young folks had gone to the river for a swim. As my boyfriend and I sat together in the sunshine talking, I happened to admire some beautiful wildflowers on the other side of the river. Immediately my boyfriend jumped into the river and swam to it’s other side. He picked three of the gorgeous flowers, then held them in his mouth as he swam back to me. I shall never forget that wonderful sun drenched day, but most of all I shall never forget his sparkling eyes and the grin on his happy face as he stood there dripping wet and handed those gorgeous wild flowers to me. I can certainly say his spontaneous, warm and loving action received an A+ in the romantic-gesture-sweet-memory department!