When I was a teenager Valentine's Day cards were signed with an enigmatic message and a question mark; they left you wondering whether you really had secret admirers or whether your mum was bulk buying at the post office. The other tradition was to receive a single red rose from the mystery, aspirant suitor. Is this still the case?
The date on this photo reveals that my husband gave this single, perfect, red rose in August...he's not one for tradition. I placed it in a teacup in a glass dome but thought it apt to show it for St.Valentine's Day....and if I don't sign this you won't know it's from me to you.
Happy St. Valentines Day.