We had a very simple bouquet at the Thanksgiving table this year. The flowers and berries evoked softness in my heart as I picked them from the garden. The hydrangeas came from the row of white hydrangeas planted in memory of Wink, who we lost almost a year ago. The berries from the gorgeous beauty berry, evoking the memory of gorgeous Picasso, who we also lost this year. They both joined us as we gave thanks to all that we have, even if they are but memories and love.