I know, I know, enough with the zinnias already.
But really you've got to love them. They're the Ethel Merman of the
flower kingdom, someday soon I'm sure they'll break into song with
'There's No Business Like Show Business' while I'm weeding. They'd better make it snappy though, the Autumnal chill is making her presence felt and soon all the hectic colour will be reduced to a pulpy mess.
Words I Like
- "Show me your garden and I shall tell you what you are." Alfred Austin
- "My whole life has been spent waiting for an epiphany, a manifestation of God's presence, the kind of transcendent magical experience that lets you see your place in the big picture. And that is what I had with my first compost heap." Bette Midler
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They look a little melancholy here.
More like "Send in the Clowns".
Posted by: freefalling | 03/26/2009 at 08:53 AM