Once in a golden hour
I cast to earth a seed.
Up there came a flower,
The people said, a weed.
"The Flower" by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Witnessing the seeds we sowed growing and flourishing is such a joy, like a miracle unfolding before our eyes β the diversity of the forms, the vibrancy of the colors, some tall and proud, others tender and delicate.... We would love to share this beauty with you π§‘
Marina P.
2023-08-09 16:36:02 +0000 UTCJoyce Wadkins
2023-08-07 16:46:37 +0000 UTCMarina P.
2023-08-07 08:33:04 +0000 UTCMarina P.
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2023-08-06 05:19:08 +0000 UTCLoretta Slover
2023-08-06 02:02:28 +0000 UTCDavid Packwood
2023-08-05 21:52:16 +0000 UTCZoe Cooper
2023-08-05 20:33:03 +0000 UTCDan & Jo
2023-08-05 20:28:43 +0000 UTCJanet Tarantino
2023-08-05 20:27:51 +0000 UTCPolyΓ‘k Zsuzsa
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