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2006-06-02

My 35th birthday. Michael brought me 8 of the most beautiful roses. They were pink at the middle and faded to a deep red at the outside petals. They were fragrant and perfumed our living room for some time. After they were spent. I dried them... hanging in the window on the hottest of days.