tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post8487135308707644894..comments2024-03-27T09:33:37.646+01:00Comments on Omnium: Unexpected decorationSean Jeatinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-3513596216684133552013-07-14T03:52:52.708+02:002013-07-14T03:52:52.708+02:00Claude and Sean,
I'm happy you enjoyed this as...Claude and Sean,<br />I'm happy you enjoyed this as much as I have done.<br />:)susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-37400026757626305472013-07-14T00:00:23.816+02:002013-07-14T00:00:23.816+02:00Isn't it, CherryPie.
They grow at various pla...Isn't it, <b>CherryPie</b>.<br /><br />They grow at various places in Seanhenge, <b>Claude</b>, mostly where you would not expect the possibility.<br /><br />Ah, <b>Susan</b>, many many thanks. Sean Jeatinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08978285783271305489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-60915280061582031272013-07-12T18:16:24.747+02:002013-07-12T18:16:24.747+02:00Thank you, Susan!Thank you, Susan!Claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06775039539331403794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-33503147083240469192013-07-12T03:13:27.804+02:002013-07-12T03:13:27.804+02:00and I was reminded of:
Hollyhocks
Old-fashioned f...and I was reminded of:<br /><br />Hollyhocks<br />Old-fashioned flowers! I love them all:<br /> The morning-glories on the wall,<br /> The pansies in their patch of shade,<br /> The violets, stolen from a glade, <br />The bleeding hearts and columbine,<br /> Have long been garden friends of mine;<br /> But memory every summer flocks<br /> About a clump of hollyhocks.<br /><br />The mother loved them years ago; <br />Beside the fence they used to grow, <br />And though the garden changed each year <br />And certain blooms would disappear<br /> To give their places in the ground <br />To something new that mother found, <br />Some pretty bloom or rosebush rare-- <br />The hollyhocks were always there.<br /><br />It seems but yesterday to me<br /> She led me down the yard to see<br /> The first tall spires, with bloom aflame, <br />And taught me to pronounce their name. <br />And year by year I watched them grow, <br />The first flowers I had come to know. <br />And with the mother dear I'd yearn<br /> To see the hollyhocks return.<br /><br />The garden of my boyhood days <br />With hollyhocks was kept ablaze;<br /> In all my recollections they <br />In friendly columns nod and sway;<br /> And when to-day their blooms I see, <br />Always the mother smiles at me; <br />The mind's bright chambers, life unlocks <br />Each summer with the hollyhocks.<br /><br /> ~ Edgar A. Guest<br />susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16747450215034568033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-30650344944430938672013-07-12T01:21:40.335+02:002013-07-12T01:21:40.335+02:00Gracefulness and charming elegance!Gracefulness and charming elegance!Claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06775039539331403794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5507673653895812509.post-22250671114339547892013-07-11T23:58:51.816+02:002013-07-11T23:58:51.816+02:00A beautiful sign :-)A beautiful sign :-)CherryPiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11788084724907992076noreply@blogger.com