when i was a kid, i used to pick copious bouquets of tee tiny flowers for my mom. i always had to gather white flowers, buttercups and at least a blue or purple flower. i would pinch their tiny stems between my fingers, holding them just perfectly until i could get home. i think of those little masterpieces every single time i see the new little flowers sprout. the last thing i gave my mom was a big bouquet of oriental lilies...huge blooms and bigger fragrance. just wishing for a moment to give her one more teeny bouquet.