My husband doesn't buy me flowers any more.

Well, he never did. So the "any more" part was really just a stolen bit from a Neil Diamond song.

He does do something that I like much better than watching flowers die under my inedible flower killing thumb. (I can keep the delicious ones alive.)

He takes their picture. And usually when I am not paying attention so it is a complete surprise to scroll through a day's work or fun and find something so perfectly beautiful right there. For me.

Today I was expecting just a few more pictures of zoo animals and I found this.

It's love.