Flower Memory Earrings

Description

Opening an old diary, a few dried flowers fall from between the pages, their faint fragrance like a delicate whisper by the ear.

Comment 1

Sometimes I catch a familiar scent in the wind… and for a moment, I’m back in my childhood.

Comment 2

Hey, that’s right! The scent of flowers on the breeze always reminds me of Stoneville from my childhood.

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