A father and his small son and daughter live there .. the mother died 6 years ago, and the father is a field worker , and works so hard to look after his kids . It takes him an hour to walk to work each day , and then works a 12 hour day before returning home . He does not drink or smoke , he lives to care for his kids. He has friends and people like Larisa help him with the kids . They are really good kids, always polite and clean, and the house and garden are well maintained . Usually when I stop we only see the kids as the father is at work. At the last minute, I quickly pulled over and went in to see them , I had a bag in the car with all the makings for Ploff, so I brought it in for them . The father was home today.. He was so glad to see us . He took me around to his beautiful garden and asked if he could please give me some flowers .. I politely declined .. he then said "Please , for your wife"... then with great care he put together a small bouquet for her .
This is a family with so little , but yet they were able to put together such a beautiful gift, cut and arranged with love... and hey, it can't hurt when I arrive home with flowers ... as my friend Ron would say..."Brownie points"