I had an ex who loved growing flowers. The third time she came over to my house she came with a big bouquet of flowers she had grown.
Can confirm, I did not receive them in an appropriate way.
What I discovered was that I love having flowers around the house. Not the fake ones that match seasonal tablecloths or whatever. But like actual fresh flowers in whatever variety was available at the farmer's market every few weeks. I don't match them to anything or have a favorite. I just pick up whatever looks nice. They make me smile.
