The Blue hydrangeas seem especially hard to find this year. I drove around for quite a few days to find these, locally.
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Blue is the hush of a lark's last song,
A sigh in the sky
where dreams belong.
It dances on waves
and flickers in flame,
Soft as a secret, bold without name.
2 comments:
Ginny, these are absolutely stunning. And your blog header is awesome
The mesmerising blue really made my day
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