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Bakers :: Keith

If you’ve hurt your baker’s feelings, you might consider bringing her a nice bouquet of flours.

    TAGS:  word play, bakers, flowers, flour

How! :: Jo

Ah, it is winter in the Bay Area, and all the daffodils are in bloom.

    TAGS:  Winter, flowers

at the alter of scrine :: grudknows

Back in the scrineiverse, Mary-Beth knelt before the alter, placing tokens to represent the sacred icons of coffee, food, alcohol, pirates and words - later, she could never be sure, but she liked to think that the unusual rainbow that appeared in the sky and the way the flowers seemed to be dancing in the garden were a blessing from Becky.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, rainbows, harlequin, dancing, flowers, offerings

scrineiverse spells :: grudknows

Betty-Sue, brow wrinkled in concentration, measured the cham in exact amounts and reading from her Scrineiverse spell book chanted the ancient words until little astronauts appeared (or rather grew) out of the cham and presented her with beautiful yellow daffodils before heading off to inspect the world.

    TAGS:  scrine, flowers, spells

Becky was responsible for the rainbow and the dancing flowers, but she was also responsible for the short shower of sleeping gnus not five minutes later.

    TAGS:  Becky the Harlequin, rainbows, harlequin, flowers, gnus

bring it on :: heather

OK, Lily thought, the last of the annuals are installed in the garden, the patio pots are all filled and set in their places…it’s time to raindance, baby!

    TAGS:  rain, dance, flowers, gardens

burping flowers :: boot

Little did the weary snail realise that the delicate blue flowers had a rather intoxicating effect and ...whoooah, look it the pretty flowwwers...

    TAGS:  sock journey, snails, flowers

Bear, being unable to read, was not bothered by the world news as the discarded newspaper fluttered quite prettily on the dancing breeze over the field of wildflowers.

    TAGS:  Little Bear, bears, flowers, newspapers, wildflowers

plastic flowers :: cetacean

i always put plastic flowers on her grave because they last longer like i wish she might have so i could have known her better

    TAGS:  1st Sentence, flowers, grave - the place

Spring :: 'mouse

Little Bear opened one sleepy eye to check if it was nearing dinnertime and discovered that in the space of just his afternoon nap the first tulip of spring had pushed its sprout half an inch out of the sun-warmed soil and was tickling his nose.

    TAGS:  Little Bear, bears, Spring, flowers, naps, tulips

I wish I were living the life of a flower, brief, but beautiful and full of sunshine and rain.

    TAGS:  flowers, simplicity

“Gotta do” :: OhNo789

She used to pick the flowers out of the cracks between the sidewalks, nobody knew why, but she would, day in and day out, as if her life somehow depended on it; we, we just laughed, deciding instead to invest in the stock market.

    TAGS:  flowers, stock market

Spring was a hard-won battle that year, young potted daisies drooped with frostbite while we slowly all became snowpeople.

    TAGS:  war, daisies, flowers, frostbite, winter, snow people, spring


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