I have a bestest friend. Her name is Victoria. I call her Tori. She is my best friend for an infinite number of reasons, but mostly because she knows everything about who I am...and loves me anyway. We met in ninth grade and have been inseparable ever since--figuratively speaking. In literal terms, we have been separate more than we have been together since college started. This semester is, of course, the furthest and longest we have been away from each other. As much as I miss her, I never feel too far away from her, because we are connected by something much stronger than physical proximity. If I were John Donne, I may compare our friendship to a geometric compass--always connected no matter how far apart.
This is getting a bit creepy, I know. But all of this is to preface the photos I am about to share with you that are a gift to my best friend. Tori's favorite flower is a daffodil, and, as a surprise to me, the United Kingdom (Ireland and England, anyway) is inundated with them in the month of April. In a small way, they make me feel a little bit closer to her; I only wish there were a way to send them all to her. Photos, then, are the next best thing...or perhaps better, since they won't wilt.
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Love,
lvp
yaaaay daffodils!
ReplyDeletethanks bestest friend. such pretty pictures!