Cole's Flowers

A week after Cole died two years ago, a lone petunia sprouted at the barn in the gravel. An older employee said it had been over 8 years since any hanging flower baskets had been around.

Now that one petunia has spread. Cole's flowers are over zealously guarded and fawned over.

My boy is still with me every day,  in so many shapes and forms.  Our bond will  never die.
Happy birthday Cole.  July 3, you would've been 12.