One hot humid sunny afternoon a few years ago my partner had been weedwhacking a horribly uncared for lawn at a nearby camp for cash. We were quite low on funds at the time and he was working anywhere to help.
On his way home from that job he had stopped and picked for me a bouquet of wild flowers, nothing too special except for his presentation of them! As I was arriving at the house from town he had scooted in the basement door, removed ALL his sweaty dirty clothing and greeted me at the front door STARK NAKED with his beautiful, lovingly fresh picked bouquet of wildflowers.
I have never forgotten the look of him, or the moment. He has many times bought me beautiful bouquets of flowers since then, but none so memorable.
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