Irene Virag's Garden Party
I'm Irene Virag -- a writer, a gardener, a cancer survivor. I think ideas are like plants. They need nurturing to grow. And gardeners share both. So welcome to my blog. It’s all about what’s happening in my garden and beyond.
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Wow! Your Blog made me recollect a Lesson I learnt in my School Days. The chapter was 'Fulvedya Mai'; in an west Indian regional language.
I wish I could send you an English translation, only if I had one. It described a woman's love for her flowers. She used to greet everyone she met by presenting them with a flower.
While visiting in neighbour's residence way back in the early 1920's she used to first ask the gardener as to, how were his plants?
....
Her dying words were '.....'.
I can't remember, and I don't want to misquote the text either.
I leave it to you...give it a take. What could've it been?
Allan.
"Where are the lillies?".
We're two, probably three weeks farther into spring in SW Ohio. Daffodils have been out for about two weeks, and I saw my first tulips this morning in eastern Cincinnati. Redbuds are blooming in the forest and in landscapes, and the magnolias (stellata and saucer) and cherries are just past peak. February was extremely cold, so I didn't see any snowdrops, which burst on the scene late in the first week of March, and have all gone by already. It got too hot, too soon -- we had several days of 80 degree temps last week, and it was in the 70s the rest of the time.
"Put me beneath the ground. Water 3 times a day".
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