

Do you remember these? I remember these. They used to grow in school somewhere. I remember sticking them onto kids' sweaters. What a nuisance they were.
I can't remember how old I was, though, when we were up to these antics.
What a flood of memories. Were it not for the virus, the neighbourhood gardener would have weeded them out. Now he is home and they are blooming, telling us tales of our childhood.
I can't remember how old I was, though, when we were up to these antics.
What a flood of memories. Were it not for the virus, the neighbourhood gardener would have weeded them out. Now he is home and they are blooming, telling us tales of our childhood.