Monday, 13 June 2011

Confessions of a Flower Thief

I have a confession to make.

I steal flowers from the man next door.

Gosh . . I've said it . . out in the open now . . for all the world to judge.

I steal them on average twice a week. Sometimes at dusk before he gets home from work, sometimes first thing in the morning when its just Henry & I awake and sometimes in the middle of the day, just because I like to double dare myself!

Here are some photos of the stolen goods.

Look . . . from where I'm sitting if he didn't have such pretty flowers I wouldn't have to steal them!



  1. mm gorgeous flowers - i'm not opposed to nicking flowers but you should tell the man next door - as a budding gardener myself it would make me happy to know that my flowers were bringing joy to someone else. unless he's a grumpy old dude who could't care less..

  2. I'm desperately waiting for my renovations to be finished so I can start on my garden. I'm hoping to plant lots of flowers to fill the house with. I've had people knock on the door and ask for flowers - it's always nice to see them being used and appreciated I think!

  3. LOL this is too funny Tina you are indeed Crazy !!


Thanks for the lovely comments!