The flowers at funerals and on graves are symbolic of resurrection. (Seemingly dead through the winter only to come back to life in the spring). Good image.

This is not my "second childhood". I'm not finished with the first one yet.

Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.

"I'd like to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather....not screaming in terror like the passengers on his bus." - Jack Handy