I'm aware that it's a while since I made my last post to this blog, but so much has happened in the last three months that I'm running way behind in my essays on life's experiences. Well here's a short tale to kick things off.
I love Spring for the simple reason that it's a season of renewal and expectations for better things to come - summer for instance. And its a picturesque season with lovely plants coming into bloom. One such plant is our front garden azalea pictured below ... although there are many others.
Looking at this picture reminds me of a dicey Limerick I know. I like this form of poetry because of its terse and often risky format, so here goes:
Oh well, that's done. Anyone got another risky Limerick to share with me?
Perhaps I should add a few more pictures of plants now in full bloom in our garden, lovingly tended by Dot. They are, in order, roses, banksia, poppies, white May, rhododendron, ?? (please supply an answer), lilies, another unknown, and two more forms of bottlebrush!
AS
I love Spring for the simple reason that it's a season of renewal and expectations for better things to come - summer for instance. And its a picturesque season with lovely plants coming into bloom. One such plant is our front garden azalea pictured below ... although there are many others.
Looking at this picture reminds me of a dicey Limerick I know. I like this form of poetry because of its terse and often risky format, so here goes:
There was a young man from Australia
Who painted his ar.e like an Azalea
The colour was fine
Likewise the design
The Aroma, that was a failure
Oh well, that's done. Anyone got another risky Limerick to share with me?
Perhaps I should add a few more pictures of plants now in full bloom in our garden, lovingly tended by Dot. They are, in order, roses, banksia, poppies, white May, rhododendron, ?? (please supply an answer), lilies, another unknown, and two more forms of bottlebrush!
AS
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