Rollin hurried up to me with a handful of flowers. It was really very sweet but I happened to be in the middle of helping Thadeus get our chicken coop and his truck un-stuck from the mud. So I asked Rollin to set them on the picnic table. I forgot about them and they had not even crossed my mind again until the following afternoon when I saw them in a jar with water on top of the piano. Sweet, sweet Rollin.