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“I hope that while so many people are out smelling the flowers, someone is taking the time to plant some.” ~Herbert Rappaport (via)
A happy little song, written in 1921, that you can sing to cheer yourself up whenever you need to. You can read a little about it at Wikipedia, and read the lyrics HERE.
We planted flowers like this one in around our mail box last year, and this year they’re growing out of cracks in the pavement along the road. Which reminded me of this Michael Franti song: LINK
My four-o’clocks worked hard all summer: pushing roots down, pushing leaves up, flowering and making seeds, endlessly photosynthesizing. Now they’re enjoying a much-deserved retirement.
We didn’t set out to collect vases. It was a byproduct of buying flowers.
via the Philadelphia Museum of Art. Unfortunately the artist isn’t known, but somebody made something wonderful 150 years ago, and it continues to bring joy to a world he or she couldn’t have imagined. It’s made of seashells!
There’s a special spot in my heart for the flowers that bloom bravely on when all the others have called it a day.
I love the look of gardens in the fall. The plants have become wild and untamed, almost feral, just as the cool nights give them one final burst of brilliant color. That’s the old age I’m hoping myself and Mona live to enjoy.