flowers.

April 20, 2014 § Leave a comment

“Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.”  – Henry Ward Beecher

 

 

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ORIGINAL Oil Painting White Mist 23 x 30 Palette Knife Colorful Flowers Roses White MIst Modern Textured Floral Green Vase ART by Marchella

ORIGINAL Oil Painting White Mist 23 x 30 Palette Knife Colorful Flowers Roses White MIst Modern Textured Floral Green Vase ART by Marchella

https://www.etsy.com/listing/85139533/original-oil-painting-white-mist-23-x-30

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“Ephemerals: That’s what Hub called them; flowers that bloomed and died in a matter of weeks, before the trees leafed out and shaded them. She liked the way the word sounded in her head. I am an ephemeral. It made her feel like something passing and precious.”  – Pamela Todd

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Daffodil watercolor, original, yellow and green, 14"x16"

Daffodil watercolor, original, yellow and green, 14″x16″

https://www.etsy.com/listing/71071096/daffodil-watercolor-original-yellow-and?ref=favs_view_3

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“The Gentle Gardener

I’d like to leave but daffodils to mark my little way,
To leave but tulips red and white behind me as I stray;
I’d like to pass away from earth and feel I’d left behind
But roses and forget-me-nots for all who come to find.

I’d like to sow the barren spots with all the flowers of earth,
To leave a path where those who come should find but gentle mirth;
And when at last I’m called upon to join the heavenly throng
I’d like to feel along my way I’d left no sign of wrong.

And yet the cares are many and the hours of toil are few;
There is not time enough on earth for all I’d like to do;
But, having lived and having toiled, I’d like the world to find
Some little touch of beauty that my soul had left behind.”  – Edward Guest

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Bicycle Photography, Travel, Bicycle, Flowers, France, Teal Blue, 8x10, "Bike In Pujols"

Bicycle Photography, Travel, Bicycle, Flowers, France, Teal Blue, 8×10, “Bike In Pujols”

https://www.etsy.com/listing/112783825/bicycle-photography-travel-bicycle

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“When I was a girl,” she had once told a friend, “I was terribly sure trees and flowers were the same as birds or people. That they thought things, and talked among themselves. And we could hear them if we really tried. It was just a matter of emptying your head of all other sounds. Being very quiet and listening very hard. Sometimes I still believe that. But one can never get quiet enough…”)”  – Truman Capote

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