En/Fr A bouquet of flowers, it comes with a story. I wondered if I could keep this story forever ... after a while, dried flowers take dust and it's rather sullen. With imagination and technique, I managed to immortalize his last chapter. Here is what Marguerite said: Formerly, I was fresh. My yellow was bright. Then, the time passed and I faded. I decided to cross the ocean and meet my favorite artist. She offered me the Fountain of Youth :) Mrs. Daisy *Thanks to this charmi