Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts

Monday, August 24, 2026

Tales from childhood: My parents.

Hello to everyone who reads these lines! What did you do this summer? Have you already traveled, or are you planning on going soon? Perhaps you spent the time in a cozy village? Or even in your hometown, attending events?

It's all me, I ask, Maria, do you remember her? Ha-ha-ha!

I want to talk about my early childhood. I don't remember my parents very well. But life with them was wonderful! I was their only daughter, and they made me happy.

"Look baby, these blue flowers are for you," said my Mom and gave me a blue bouquet from the meadow.

Since then, I really love the color blue and I have a lot of blue things.

Thursday, January 29, 2026

Tales from childhood: My mother.

Hi, dear readers! It's me, Timothy. I want to tell you another story from my life.

Many years ago, I had a mother. I lived with her then. I still love my mom.

I remember that back then we had white flowers and lots of toys in our house. I liked guns.

"Today we will go to the river and to the park," my mom said.

I loved these kinds of trips. I just remember it being wonderful.

Then... disaster happened!

To be continued.

Saturday, November 9, 2024

Flora.

Flora is a plant life in a region and season. Different types of plants grow in different climate zones. Flora may change depending on the weather.

Some plants grow in the tropical forest, and others in tundra.

Flowers and plants can change throughout the year.

Also, Flora is the goddess of flowers in Roman mythology. (Greek Chloris (Χλωρίς) (Chlōrís)).

Source of image:

https://www.shutterstock.com/image-vector/tropical-plants-jungle-background-vector-colorful-2004738335



Sunday, June 4, 2023

Literature. Part ninety nine.

                                         "The Young King" by Oscar Wilde.

Once upon a time there was a young King. Soon, his coronation will take place. The young King admired wealthy things.

Suddenly during sleep he dreamed how people created these things. They worked very hard for wealthy and beautiful decorations. The young King understood that their work is very hard.

He decided to go to the coronation in simple clothes. 

At the end King's simple things became with leaves and flowers.

Source of image:

https://www.shutterstock.com/image-vector/cute-little-boy-wearing-blue-prince-691501948



Saturday, April 22, 2023

Tales from childhood: Mrs. Anne and her garden.

Mrs. Anne had her own house on the outskirts of the city. She herself built this house many years ago when Mrs. Anne was young. Also, there were many different threes and flowers.

The old woman attached special importance to flowers. She loved all flowers in her garden. Mrs. Anne valued beauty of these plants.

In the yard where Sophie lived, there was a garden with flowers, too. But there sometimes little children plucked flowers that weren't yet blooming, and some of Mrs. Anne's elderly friends didn't like it.

"Don't drop those sprouts! Then it would grow beautifully." so often said old men and women.

"These people know that flowers take a long time to grow and that it takes patience." Sophie's mother said.

Thursday, December 2, 2021

Literature. Part eighty one.

                       “The Snail and the Rosebush” by Hans Christian Andersen.

Once upon a time there was a garden. There were Snail and Rosebush.

The Snail was a selfish person. She lived in herself. The Snail didn’t want to give anything to anybody.

The Rosebush blossomed with rosebuds. He gave flowers and scent. The people around were happy about it.

The Snail was sitting in her own shell all this time. She didn’t worry about world around anything.

So, the Snail and the Rosebush lived in the same garden.

Source of image:

https://www.shutterstock.com/es/image-photo/commemorative-coins-denmark-hans-christian-andersen-1867657297