Lavender and Old Lace

"come into the garden. . . the cloistered spot where golden lilies tinkled, thrushes sang, and every leaf breathed peace." 'Lavender and Old Lace' ~Myrtle Reed~

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"I've always thought my flowers had souls. . . they seem like real people to me. I've seen the roses rubbing their cheeks together as if they loved eachother, and the forget-me-nots are little blue-eyed children, half afraid of rest." 'Lavender and Old Lace' ~Myrtle Reed~

Thursday, February 09, 2006

A Touch of Spring Time

Over the weekend I attended the bridal shower of my cousin. The hostess had purchased lots of tulips to decorate with, so when we left the party, she sent all the little girls home with a tulip to keep. One of ours made it back to the hotel and has graced our kitchen counter for almost a week now. I have a great affection for spring blooming bulbs so having the tulip on our counter is almost like having a piece of the spring inside my home.

posted by Bethany | 1:02 PM