I already mentioned my new flower baskets. I love them! It is marvelous to have a living display of pretty flowers right out my window.<\/p>\n
When I went to the nursery to pick out these flowers to fill my baskets, I chose out all different kinds of random flowers. I thought I would have some sort of theme, but them I figured, what the heck? I’ll jsut pick whatever i like.<\/p>\n
As I was happily browsing the flower aisles, I came across these most interesting plants: they had a hairy stem and a hairy bud. They were iclandic poppies.<\/p>\n
As soon as I saw them, i flashed back to 4 years old. Back in Alaska, we had all kinds of flowers, wildflowers, everywhere. Of course, I loved to pick them and present them to my mother. She loved it too.<\/p>\n
But once, I picked a new kind of flower, a very pretty flower different than any I had seen before. It was growing by the side of the new freeway, and I couldn’t resist picking it and showing it my mother.<\/p>\n
“Oh! Oh no!” She laughed. “You shouldn’t pick those flowers.”<\/p>\n
“Why not? Isnt’ it pretty? Don’t you like it?”<\/p>\n
“Someone planted that flower. You should leave it tere for everyone to enjoy.”<\/p>\n
Well, I had never heard of that. Someone planted a flower? Flowers sprung up out of the ground. Why would you plant one? They were everywhere.<\/p>\n
It turned out that the new freeway had been planted with Icelandic poppies to beautify it. This was the first landscaping I had ever encountered, and it confused me very much. Flowers were for picking. I couldn’t resist picking them, and only afterwards I would remember that THESE flowers were forbidden.<\/p>\n
They never actually took off that well, anyway. A very few poppies dotted the banks of the freeway. They were rare enough to cause excitement when one was spotted.<\/p>\n
But when I saw those poppies in the flower nursery, I remembered the feel of the hairy stem in my young hand. I had to buy some right away.<\/p>\n
I bought the one that didn’t have any blooms on it yet. I wanted to watch it unfold and pet the furry blossom pod for a little.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I already mentioned my new flower baskets. I love them! It is marvelous to have a living display of pretty flowers right out my window. When I went to the nursery to pick out these flowers to fill my baskets, … Continue reading