We have given Spring a long lingering kiss, and sent it on it's way, and like hussies have re-applied the red lipstick and opened our doors to Summer.
Like every summer they arrive showy, blousy, flash and with summer tunes blasting from their Lamborghini's. The peonies, stocks and love-in-a-mist have turned our heads. For just a few short months they turn our world upside down, and depart, leaving us with nothing but gladioli to wipe our tears on. Will we never learn?
In amongst all the flash, Allium Christophhii, an intellectual flower if ever there was one. Not like all the others, practically impossible to mix with anything else, and the one i am hanging my hat on this summer.
and embroided name tapes.
and after yesterdays post, and the comments...
We can conclude
1. Boys should always send flowers, and the message should read "I am into you"
2. If you are taken to The Brandenburg Concertos, you are on a date.
3. The gypsies have it right with their grabbing, no misunderstanding.
Have a marvellous weekend, grabbing, concerting or otherwise.
Posted by Miss Pickering at 12:08 PM