A horse and carriage returning to its place for hiring in the park…sun-struck flowers on a city corner, being chosen for someone special…a rainbow under an awning, spread out for easy selection, fresh and clean like the morning sunshine…just like my sweet and beautiful daughter, Mary Hope. This image was inspired by an experience my wife and I had while getting flowers for our daughter. Her name is Mary Hope, but we call her Hope. I thought the title Flowers for Hope was too misleading, so I used her full name. I also thought I was being clever in my selection of a model, but my son Joe said, “Well, anyone can tell that the person buying the flowers is Mom because she always wears pink and purple!” - PL