no words, no music, only the vaunted language of flowers

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14 Comments

  1. Beautifully well said & tremendous shots! All we need to make our world a better place is the appreciation for its wonders 🙂
    Thank you!

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  2. This is stunning!!

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  3. Just gorgeous, Prospero! ……only there’s a hard challenge here to my resolve to dwell in actuality….so hard, that voodoo Lily…I almost cannot abide….

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    • Cynthia, it astounds me that you play the piano, like to toy with words, know French (another bunch of words for the toy box), and are a connoisseur of the Amorphophallus genus–it short, you are my doppelgänger. A younger version, naturally, but my doppelgänger all the same.

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      • That tickles my funnybone, but which one is the EVIL twin?

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      • You are, of course. I am unrepentantly angelic.

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  4. Hmm……she said, musingly

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  5. Thank you Prospero, I needed some cheer today and this was just what the Dr. ordered. You made my day – the second composition/angle of subject is beautiful.

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  6. Surely a wee bit of swan lake??

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    • A silent ballet of voluptuous flora is soothing, whereas the din of language, lacking the specious voluptĂ© of flowers, is particularly grating, especially when borrowed words interject themselves haughtily into the fray.

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  7. What is that strange and exotic 2nd to last? Just an aside… I am living at my brother’s house while waiting to move. I walked past my nephew’s bedroom and heard him playing “Kickstart My Heart” on his guitar. I chuckled thinking fondly about you and Ariel…

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  8. Amorphophallus paeoniifolius, of course!

    But i do believe that Kickstart is the definitive anthem for this blog, especially when hummed into any kazoolike instrument, which tends to give the apoplectic melody the sort of ethereal quality that is so difficult to match these days, something resembling the yowl of wounded squirrel (my heartwhole homage to the original vocals).

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  9. The beautiful faces of flowers are a joyous start to my day. Thank you.

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  10. No fanfare required, they’re gorgeous.

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