Some wildflowers alongside the bike path near my home. Again, I’m not sure of the name, but are a bright, cheerful reminder of the good things in life. The husband asked me the other day when my next blog post was going to be and I said I didn’t know. Thus why this is my … More Purple Fields
A common flower that I found during my last trip to North Carolina, the Hawthorn flower reminds me of the old aristocratic south. It almost has a gothic aura about it.
On a nice fall day, even the bees want to come out to enjoy the flowers.
Photo taken by Ashley French Photo prompt: renewal
Prompt: the language of flowers, pyjamas, a secret passageway If it was a dream, then it was a very good dream. The flowers were pungent with their perfume, sweet and gentle, almost dreamlike. It had to be a dream because I was still in my fuzzy green pyjamas, my old favorite that I could never … More Flash Fiction Challenge Day 3
Gardening has becoming the main topic of my thoughts in the last couple of months. My boyfriend and I have talked about starting our own garden for so long that it’s dominated my thoughts and made me excited to have one of my own. There’s something satisfying in planting a few seeds, cultivating them, and … More Garden Fever.