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copyright 2009, Amy Melson
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copyright 2009, Amy Melson
Available for use with permission
13 comments:
Pretty!
Thanks!
That pitcher called "Starfish Dreams and Milky Creams."
Thank you Rondell! That's beautiful. You know, I have a thing about starfish and milky creams. In fact, I even bought some cream today for the garlic soup.
Oh my. I've been away, so to speak, for awhile. As always, you made it worth my drop-by while.
I grow Heavenly Blues every year. They're finicky this far north (Spokane) but if you get them started at just the right time, they will swarm.
berest: to accommodate the relief of fatigue
Well I'm happy to accomodate the pleasure of hearing form you. Hope you are very well. Hope it was a good season for Heavenly Blues.
THESE are my favorite flowers. . .I have a phone-camera-snapped photo set as my wallpaper and am loath to change it.
Heavenly Blue -- no other color in the world that I've found so far that is a perfect match -- and there are some pretty lovely blues in the universe.
Heavenly Blues, being hybrid, don't produce viable seed, but I have Grandpa Otts (purple) climbing everywhere, returning every summer of their own accord.
A wild early cold snap has killed them all but a volunteer took root in a pooted plant that I brought indoors for wintery reasons, and it is now climbing up into the dangling tendrils of some plant hanging from a ceiling hook.
It daily produces one or two weakly, watercolorish flowers, but soon the daily photoperiod will grow too weak and it will cease flowering and probably become dormant.
I'm curious to see if it resumes when March returns.
thess: obscure philosophical term meaning "essence of this", as in: "This depends on what thess means." (William Jefferson Clinton)
"a pooted plant"
Some say the world came into existence from a fortuitous type. You know: "In the beginning was the world."
ingauga: deeply absorbed in an act of voyeurism
"fortuitous type"
-o, that is.
trenthes: the ties of railroad tracks laid underwater.
Kenmeer, I hope you are writing a dictionary.
Because these are words the world needs.
I think a dictionary is writing me.
deopree: fragrant wax
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