Thursday, February 6, 2014

I prefer a bottle of wine from visiting friends. :-) I know where the wine goes, but I


Flowers I love flowers. I love to grow them. I love to donate them and donated them to me. Birthday, stems not any event, our marriage stems anniversary days. (Yes, I say days, as we married three times, but that story another day.) During the winter I hesitated not to buy flowers from Chile, but they céadbhláthanna spring of my favorite ones. I go searching and the snow still on the ground: the pick of the snow, the saffron and the dáthabha winter (winter aconite). At first sight I Wonder cleans the winter of my heart and I appreciate your Reachtabhra Oh Oh I leave it to the will becomes my heart, as I got up the wind or the fog scaipeas. The sun is the saffron grows, but im scáthghairdín as is most of my collection of ferns, stems I see the other two types, there are still proclaiming that life, for hope, for renewal. And those still bloom to me the cromchinn, abundance of both early and mheánséasúr and, finally, at the beginning of June, bláthaíonn small ones, which are considered to be the bunstoc about them and that they are native from Anatolia. Are a little low, barely an inch widths in íonbhuí flowers and not over six inches in the stem. Cromchinn all of our garden grow side-road, we color explosion for a month, but the smaller ones are more interested in the people as they stroll around stems 'gconstituitional'. The same question always. How I got them. They are the years I have land and the world is not what I remember them. Of course, for a long time, has a special meaning for flowers, who were granted stems particular. One day I was in line at the supermarket and I hand my flowers this train. Middle-aged man said to me "You must have been a really bad boy to go to so much trouble," and for a minute stems did not understand why it was. "Not at all," I said. "The anniversary, then?" He said. But it is my firm memory of such occurrence and this train is another stems day I rose my hand. Woman peers m'ais me in line. "They're lovely. For your wife? "She said. "Yes," I said. "Here I am married forty years and not a single flower he ever did bring me." I sold out of flowers and I presented to her. She shed tears and she tied them with a will. I escaped from the market. I wonder if she caught them home with her. I wonder what her husband said. I wonder did them. Our roses are in bloom now, red and yellow and pink. I think of the woman in question.
Well, obviously not ancestors of Croom advanced disease you! (Narcissus) rarely buy flowers here, they have a terrible cost. But like I was in Germany stems - such as existing widely flowers and then you are going to visit. I prefer to leave them to grow here Delete stems Reply
I prefer a bottle of wine from visiting friends. :-) I know where the wine goes, but I'm not always sure what I should do with the flowers ... bláthchuach and then what where. stems All other idea: the phrase "in xóchitl in cuicatl" means "poetry" in the Nahuatl language, but word for word, "The flower, the song". Delete Reply
Dennis and Aonghus: Whenever it happens to you, or anyone else with him over a few words in Irish, being in this neighborhood 'scarcer, welcome flowers or a bottle or two of wine. From spring to autumn as many of our own gardens as a source of flowers, but as I said, I hesitated not to buy ones available stems when we do not own them. May not be clear from what I wrote of the growing multitude of road side garden, in raised beds and ditches. We may be in a vase of every room in the house and not detected any decrease in numbers outside. I caught up with other things at the moment, but in the future I will describe other plants I have a special interest in them: the ferns and trillia (Trillium). Delete Reply
While not weaken Whether your kindness, stems to SheáinÓ! Regardless stems of whether she did or did not home, she brought home for her kindness in her heart, of course. Often, as I look at my own gardener, so women come into my thoughts. And I also know that I was lucky I got themselves an excellent gardener too. Well done, sir, and thank you for the beautiful views you have eyes in front of my mind this morning. Now, if I'm stems ever in the country side, I will wine and flowers ... :-) Delete Reply
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