He Loves Me. He Loves Me Not.
On the little path leading towards our house, I recently noticed it swarming with daisies. This suddenly sparked a little fascination. And so I decided to have a little play around in my scrapbook…I think a certain Mr Jacobs had a lot of influence here.
So today I went and picked a few. It’s not quite a bouquet of flowers for the non borrowers among us, but I decided to give my much adored flower press some use.
I got this quite a few years ago. It was brand new from the Boots children’s department, but honestly it has never had much use, probably because I’m impatient and always think the flowers should be ready sooner.
Daisies assembled. I will be opening them up in one week’s time. I really do hope that is long enough.
And also. If by coincidence I saw these pictures of the lovely Fearne, wearing a daisy chain headband.
The wonders a daisy can bring. I remember sitting on the playing fields in junior school making daisy chains with my friends.
And often a time, picking one and doing the he loves me, loves me not thing. I was thinking it’s actually a 50/50 chance of him loving you.
Not the most ACCURATE relationship advice in hindsight. :)