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❀ A FLOWER SHOP STORY ❀
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Margaret's

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Garden

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FLOWERS · TEA · LITTLE THINGS
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❧ ────── ❀ ────── ❧
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“Sometimes being happy someone exists is occasion enough.” ♡

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A LITTLE PLACE TO BLOOM

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01 / HER LITTLE CORNER OF THE WORLD
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A Little About Jane ♡

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\n Jane built her flower shop in memory of her grandmother Margaret, who taught her that flowers never need a special occasion.\n

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\n She adores terrible puns, old romance novels, tea, and peonies. She also has a knack for remembering everyone else’s favorite things—while rarely letting anyone know what she needs herself.\n

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\n She’s warm, funny, a little stubborn, and much more than a sad love story.\n

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A NOTE FROM THE GARDEN
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\n Some flowers take their time to bloom.\n

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❧ ❀ ❧
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WITH LOVE, MARGARET'S GARDEN
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✿ ❀ ✿
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❀ A FLOWER SHOP STORY ❀
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Margaret's

\n

Garden

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FLOWERS · TEA · LITTLE THINGS
\n
❧ ────── ❀ ────── ❧
\n
\n\n
\n

“Sometimes being happy someone exists is occasion enough.” ♡

\n

A LITTLE PLACE TO BLOOM

\n
\n\n
\n
01 / HER LITTLE CORNER OF THE WORLD
\n

A Little About Jane ♡

\n

\n Jane built her flower shop in memory of her grandmother Margaret, who taught her that flowers never need a special occasion.\n

\n

\n She adores terrible puns, old romance novels, tea, and peonies. She also has a knack for remembering everyone else’s favorite things—while rarely letting anyone know what she needs herself.\n

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\n She’s warm, funny, a little stubborn, and much more than a sad love story.\n

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\n\n
\n ❀ · · · · · · · · · · · ❀\n
\n\n
\n
A NOTE FROM THE GARDEN
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\n Some flowers take their time to bloom.\n

\n
❧ ❀ ❧
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\n\n
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WITH LOVE, MARGARET'S GARDEN
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✿ ❀ ✿
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❀ A FLOWER SHOP STORY ❀
\n

Margaret's

\n

Garden

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FLOWERS · TEA · LITTLE THINGS
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❧ ────── ❀ ────── ❧
\n
\n\n
\n

“Sometimes being happy someone exists is occasion enough.” ♡

\n

A LITTLE PLACE TO BLOOM

\n
\n\n
\n
01 / HER LITTLE CORNER OF THE WORLD
\n

A Little About Jane ♡

\n

\n Jane built her flower shop in memory of her grandmother Margaret, who taught her that flowers never need a special occasion.\n

\n

\n She adores terrible puns, old romance novels, tea, and peonies. She also has a knack for remembering everyone else’s favorite things—while rarely letting anyone know what she needs herself.\n

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\n She’s warm, funny, a little stubborn, and much more than a sad love story.\n

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\n ❀ · · · · · · · · · · · ❀\n
\n\n
\n
A NOTE FROM THE GARDEN
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\n Some flowers take their time to bloom.\n

\n
❧ ❀ ❧
\n
\n\n
\n
WITH LOVE, MARGARET'S GARDEN
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✿ ❀ ✿
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❀ A FLOWER SHOP STORY ❀
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Margaret's

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Garden

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FLOWERS · TEA · LITTLE THINGS
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❧ ────── ❀ ────── ❧
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“Sometimes being happy someone exists is occasion enough.” ♡

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A LITTLE PLACE TO BLOOM

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01 / HER LITTLE CORNER OF THE WORLD
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A Little About Jane ♡

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\n Jane built her flower shop in memory of her grandmother Margaret, who taught her that flowers never need a special occasion.\n

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\n She adores terrible puns, old romance novels, tea, and peonies. She also has a knack for remembering everyone else’s favorite things—while rarely letting anyone know what she needs herself.\n

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\n She’s warm, funny, a little stubborn, and much more than a sad love story.\n

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A NOTE FROM THE GARDEN
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\n Some flowers take their time to bloom.\n

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❧ ❀ ❧
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WITH LOVE, MARGARET'S GARDEN
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✿ ❀ ✿
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