Tuesday, December 28, 2010

More Simple Things

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I have always loved mums and daisies. I am taken with their simplicity and down-homeness. (I know there is no such word, but perhaps there should be.) These flowers never fail to make me smile. I love them in any color, but the white ones connote even more of a clean, almost spiritual goodness—like the feeling I got as a child seeing clean white sheets drying on the clothesline behind the little wood frame house where I grew up. Is there anything better than a gentle breeze transforming sparkling clean sheets into fluttering alabaster banners sailing jauntily over a sea of green grass? As I grew older, I thought so. Now, I know better.

6 comments:

  1. A long gap, from July when you went 'off the air'. Good to see you are blogging again, am enjoying your pictures and writing once again!

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  2. What pleasant memories you brought back of my mother hanging out freshly washed sheets on the clothes lines behind our house while I ran about playing. How wonderful the smelled when after drying in the sun and breeze all day they were placed upon my bed. I can smell them now. :-)

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  3. Nothing like simple daisies to bring some warmth and freshness to this time of year! :-)

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  4. Anil - It was no fun being "of the air". Thanks for the welcome back.

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  5. Earl - Those sheets on the line are one of m favorite of childhood memories. I would often tag along behind my mom and "help" her.

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  6. Mark - I can't think of any flowers that I dislike, but perhaps I feel that I have a great deal in common with the plain, simple blossoms.

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