Fuchsias For You!



FUCHSIAS.
FOR YOUR THIRD ENGAGEMENT ANNIVERSARY!!

FRIENDSHIP AND LOVE....
LAUGHTER AND CARING....
MAY THESE KEEP ON GROWING....
AS YOU KEEP ON SHARING!

CONGRATULATIONS!
















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