Wednesday 25 July 2007

Love's truest language


Flowers are Love's truest language; they betray,
Like the divining rods of Magi old,
Where precious wealth lies buried, not of gold,
But love--strong love, that never can decay!
Sonnet--Flowers, Love's Truest Language

Tuesday 24 July 2007

Fayette


Meet Fayette the sweet little fairy

Monday 23 July 2007

The dear Forget-me-not


FORGET-ME-NOT
COULD every blossom find a voice
And sing a strain to me,
I know where I would place my choice,
Which my delight should be.
I would not choose the lily tall,
The rose from musky grot,
But I would still my minstrel call
The blue Forget-me-not.

And I on mossy bank would lie,
Of brooklet, rippling clear;
And she of the sweet, azure eye,
Close at my listening ear,
Should sing into my soul a strain
Might never be forgot,
So rich with joy, so rich with pain--
The blue Forget-me-not.

Ah! every blossom hath a tale,
With silent grace to tell,
From rose that reddens to the gale
To modest heather-bell;
But oh! the flower in every heart
That finds a sacred spot
To bloom, with azure leaves apart,
Is the Forget-me-not.

Love plucks it from the mosses green
When parting hours are high,
And places it Love's palms between
With many an ardent sigh;
And bluely up from grassy graves
In some loved churchyard spot
It glances tenderly and waves--
The dear Forget-me-not.

Crawford, Isabella Valancy (1850-1887)

Thursday 19 July 2007

a tiny little flower


Who would have thought it possible that a tiny little flower
could preoccupy a person so completely
that there simply wasn't room for any other thought.... -
Sophie Scholl

Wednesday 18 July 2007

Saturday 14 July 2007

wings like a dove


for then would I fly away, and be at rest.”
Bible

Friday 13 July 2007

a new love


and you do not know what it will bring back,
a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.”
Anais Nin

Thursday 12 July 2007

Love is the flower


and blossoms unexpectedly and without law,
and must be plucked where it is found,
and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.”
D.H. Lawrence

Wednesday 11 July 2007

geeky


every syllable that is spelled out is a spark.
Victor Hugo

Tuesday 10 July 2007

single flower


If I had a single flower for every time I think about you,
I could walk forever in my garden.
Claudia Ghandi

Monday 9 July 2007

lovebird


See how much I love you

Saturday 7 July 2007

I'm a little bird


I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.”
James Matthew Barrie

Friday 6 July 2007

I am loveable


I am love, I am loveable, I am loved, and I love.
Sofia Diaz

Thursday 5 July 2007

taking care


“We also want more people to learn about
the happiness of taking care of a little animal in need.”
Zhou Min

Wednesday 4 July 2007

Faith of the heart


I'm going where my heart will take me
I've got faith to believe
I can do anything
I've got strength of the soul
And no one's gonna bend or break me
I can reach any star
I've got faith
I've got faith
Faith of the heart
Rod Stewart

Tuesday 3 July 2007

sweet mirage


“Give me the old enthusiasms back,
Give me the ardent longings that I lack,
--The glorious dreams that fooled me in my youth,
The sweet mirage that lured me on its track. . . .”
William Wetmore Story

Monday 2 July 2007

twist


“There are always flowers for those who want to see them.”
Henri Matisse