This is the most delicious field of lilies I've ever seen. One part of me wants to lay down and roll around in it. But then there's the smart part of me who knows that being covered in sugar is not the best feeling in the world.
Let's play sleuths: What's the connection here? Sure sure, you may say it's someone's 20th birthday and they love owls but that's too easy. There must be a deeper meaning. Is there a secret society of owls? Is there a code to which side they wear their flowers on? Is 20 a mystical number?