With Love from Grimsby

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It's a mixed sunny cloudy morning. Grimsby is a bit cooler than the temperature in London. 

I am wearing my light jacket while walking in the back garden. 

White Butterfly is whispering to the red roses. I think talking about something personal. White butterfly looks a bit shy.

I don't have to go closer. Not a good idea to intrude on their privacy. 

Red roses look happy. I think they two are close friends. White Butterfly used to come more often to share her moments with these beautiful roses.

I think not we humans, all the creatures have emotions. They are not robots. They are much better than us in so many ways. Always come forward to spread happiness, to brighten our day.

It's 12. 45, I am getting ready to go to the Freshney shopping center with my daughter. This is the only shopping mall here in Grimsby. Sun is just awake, now out of his grey blanket.

In Europe the climate is much different. Not like at my place in Canada. Here the flowering season is much longer. I see beautiful flowers everywhere. 

Home gardens look great and also flowers of so many colors beautifully arranged by the road side and at round about.

God is Great, created so much for us to enjoy. Just pause, take a break to smell the roses. 

I read somewhere, “ Roses whisper of love, Daisies smile with innocence and Lavender soothes the restless soul. “ . Try that.

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