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The Infusion of a China plant sweetened with the pith of an Indian Cane.
When I pass a flowering zucchini plant in a garden, my heart skips a beat.
Heliotrope. To be sowed in the spring. A delicious flower, but I suspect it must be planted in boxes and kept in the house in the winter. The smell rewards the care.
Napa cabbage is very beautiful, all those long, pale leaves with ruffled edges.
The Bodhi Tree Grows in L.A.
The first wild-flower of the year is like land after sea.
It seems reckless, even perverse, to spend so much time and effort nurturing such a deadly thing ... Ernie and Pooka seek to understand death and to master their fear of it by domesticating it in the form of the brugmansia.
Sweet-briar and southern-wood, jasmine, pink, and rose have long been yielding their evening sacrifice of incense: this new scent is neither of shrub nor flower; it is - I know it well - it is Mr. Rochester's cigar.
Botany, the eldest daughter of medicine.
The flower that does not smile
at the branches withers.
I am a grateful ... grapefruit.
This dramatic, hearty flower with its deep maroon made me so happy. I was so in love with its color, and it taught me that beauty could live in a seedy area. Not only live but also be strong!
Light-leaved acacias, by the door,
Stood up in balmy air,
Clusters of blossomed moonlight bore,
And breathed a perfume rare.
The night smelled like blackberry leaves and the ocean's nearness, something sweet and deep and full.
It is so beautiful that I am sure it has a long Latin name.
There is an unknown land full of strange flowers and subtle perfumes, a land of which it is joy of all joys to dream, a land where all things are perfect and poisonous.
Balsam, which she had from a Bohemian and which has the miraculous
Iberico de Bellota is best when cooked medium rare with a nice, pink center to allow the delicious acorn-infused flavor to come through.
Give me a land of boughs in leaf
A land of trees that stand;
Where trees are fallen there is grief;
I love no leafless land.
Young foliage sweet bronze.
Most strongly scented of all wisterias.
Deep spring: overcome by my own perfume.
A guava tree in bloom, for instance, lost in the pages of a good novel, can bring delight with its fictional perfume to any number of real rooms.
Fair fresh leaves, and buds - and buds - tiny at first but swelling and working Magic until they burst and uncurled into cups of scent delicately spilling themselves over their brims and filling the garden air.
Every herbalist has their favorite plant. Mine is Rhodiola rosea.
Even the tiniest of flowers can have the toughest roots.
Round the boles of the pine-wood the ground-laurel creeps, Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers, With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers!
Flowers are the Romeos and the Juliets of the nature!
The Big Cactus. I will stick you.
Hyacinth bean and papayas, long vines, deep roots. Palm trees outside the garden walls, with deep roots, stand a thousand years.
When you love nature, it always loves you back with the fragrance of flowers.
The most dangerous flower is one that grows on a grave. Everybody in its vicinity is dead. That's why I hand-picked it for my mother-in-law.
I pray, what flowers are these? The pansy this, O, that's for lover's thoughts.
Wondered to see, these luscious Flowers' 'Blossoming everywhere, like drops of Shower' 'WISH! My ecstasy would has that Power' 'Days come true! those for me, are so Far' ~Samar Sudha
Human names for natural things are superfluous. Nature herself does not name them. The important thing is to know this flower, look at its color until the blueness becomes as real as a keynote of music.
We believe you should throw out your Blackberry and go pick some actual blackberries.
As though on a seedling whose blossoms ripen at different times, I had seen in old ladies, on that beach at Balbec, the dried-up seeds and sagging tubers that my girl-friends would become. But, now that it was time for buds to blossom, what did that matter?
We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la.
Blue Juneberry, tough diamond willow.
In the morning, I wake up and find a pomegranate on my doorstep: red and perfect, round as the world itself.
an amaranthine valley of orange groves
addition to the landscape. No other shrub can bloom almost continuously from early summer until frost. And no
May you love blossom like a lily.
The cattleyas especially (these being, with chrysanthemums, her favourite flowers), because they had the supreme merit of not looking in the least like other flowers, but of being made, apparently, out of scraps of silk or satin.
Flowers grows in silence, quietly, slowly, passionately, with great love and with all its power just perfectly.
Members of the court still talked in whispers of the lady-in-waiting who had accidentally worn mismatched stockings to an afternoon tea. They said she made a lovely rosebush, always festooned with stunning flowers in two slightly different colors of peach.
Beka didn't aspire to be a rosebush.
From little seeds great flowers grow.
The white flower of a blameless life.
In Nina Kimbereley's garden the scabiosa flowers were dark as garnet brooches; the nicotiana a veil of tossing crimson stars. Nothing was usual, or a dull color. All was exceptional, designed to be exceptional since it had been planned as the background for a beauty by the beauty.
The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don't flower
Summertime in the french countryside is the smell of ripening fig trees and the taste of wild blackberries.
Bucolic peace is not my ambience,
Entering a garden like Bomarzo was like succumbing to a dream. Every detail was intended to produce a specific effect on the mind and body, to excite and soothe the senses like a drug. To awaken the unconscious self.
Bright cut flowers, leaves of green, bring about what I have seen
Boughs have their fruit and blossom
At all times of the year;
Rivers are running over
With red beer and brown beer.
Last apricot light flooded landward and brought their shadows uphill, past the lifeguard towers, into terraces of bougainvillea, rhododendrons, and ice plant.
Sweet, loveable, and with every click revealing a new surprise, 'Botanicula' creates both a wonderful world where bees and twigs play in the universe and sets up a daring story of a group of unlikely heroes taking on a tree's last hope of survival.
The flower of the present rosily blossomed.
the silver pepper of the stars.
A flower that grow in the ghetto know more about survival than the one from fresh meadows.
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery
She was like some rare flower grown for exhibition, a flower from which every bud had been nipped except the crowning blossom of her beauty.
The begonia is an amazing plant ... it just keeps going along and blooming, and when cut back, it starts up again.
An un-blossomed rose, in the garden we want to grow.
What's your avocado?
I always feel at home where the sugar maple grows ... glorious in autumn, a fountain of coolness in summer, sugar in its veins, gold in its foliage, warmth in its fibers, and health in it the year round.
The only amarantine flower on earth Is virtue.
The same kind of Diefenbachia that Grandmother Waterhouse used to have growing on the counter in her downstairs bathroom.
Hawthorn, white and odorous with blossom, framing the quiet fields, and swaying flowers and grasses, and the hum of bees.
ground-growing shrub rather like a small azalea,' Madame is explaining when I return
She is the fragrance of a dozen jasmines.
This is the rock garden.
In it, the stones
too are flowers
Of Bloemendaal was said to be one of the most beautiful in Holland. I had never seen it, only the trees at
A beautiful plant is like having a friend around the house.
Bolor-Erdene urged Dinah to address her as Bo. She was obviously of Far Eastern stock, and yet there was something in her eyes and cheekbones that did not look precisely Chinese. Dinah's preliminary googling had already told her that Bo was Mongolian. Yuri
I never see that prettiest thing- A cherry bough gone white with Spring- But what I think, How gay 'twould be To hang me from a flowering tree.
I felt a positive yearning toward one bush this afternoon. There was a match found for me at last. I fell in love with a shrub oak.
The humble Cumulus humilis - never hurt a soul.
The best trees produce the sweetest fruits.
Out of the fragrant heart of bloom, The bobolinks are singing; Out of the fragrant heart of bloom The apple-tree whispers to the room, Why art thou but a nest of gloom While the bobolinks are singing?
From a family tree that has healthy roots, there emerge hearty leaves and most beautiful fruits.
The grape Hyacinth is the favorite spring flower of my garden - but no! I though a minute ago the Scilla was! and what place has the Violet? the Flower de Luce? I cannot decide, but this I know - it is some blue flower.
[h]ope, like a desert aloe. Hope, stubborn and bitter to the taste. That hides water. That bears the drought. An ugly plant with the power to heal.
Foster the beautiful, and every hour thou tallest new flowers to birth.
Chrysanthemums from gilded argosy
Unload their gaudy senseless merchandise.
Malefic baneberry. It doesn't taste good, but one teaspoon and a skeleton would dance a jig. He
In our springtime
there is no better,
there is no worse.
Blossoming branches
burgeon as the must.
Some are long,
some are short.'
Stay upright.
Stay with life.
voluptuous sluggard,
An exquisite flower for my exquisite girl.
Here are fruits, flowers, leaves and branches, and here is my heart which beats only for you.
It was lovely wine, soft and full of flowers.
The boughs that bear most hang lowest.
The tree that God plants, no winde hurts it.
Flowers are the earth laughing.
Figs that drip with honey, sugar blown into curls and flowers.
Such a large sweet fruit is a complete marriage, that it needs a very long summer to ripen in and then a long winter to mellow and season it.
Well, ring-tailed rutabagas.
Revolutionary Petunias: Blooming Gloriously For its Self
I didn't know the names of the flowers - now my garden is gone.
chickaree coffee.
My favorite urban flower, the baseball box score
If I were a maker of perfumes, I would make one and call it 'Spring,' and it would smell like this cool, sweet, early-morning air.