Acrylic on canvas, 18″ x 24″.
“Dozen minus one yellow roses.”
This one has a story. I like to surprise Florence with roses when there is no occasion. A few years ago I was waiting in line at the grocery store with a dozen yellow roses, Florence’s favorite. An old woman in line in front of me, worn and grizzled by life, looked at them and said, “Your anniversary, or are you in trouble?” I answered, “No occasion, just ‘I love you’.”
She got a distant look in her eyes and said in a voice full of resent, “Forty-six years, and Lenny never once bought me flowers for no reason. Too late for that now.”
When she was finished paying for her groceries, I pulled one out and said, “Lenny asked me to give you this. He always thought he would have more time.”
The woman’s face softened, and as a tear ran down her face, she looked at me and said, “Thank you. Thank you Lenny.”