“And lastly, since I have you all here in one place, I have something to share with you.
Along the garden ways just now…I too heard the flowers speak.
They told me that our family garden has all but turned to sand. I want you to know I’ve watered and nurtured this square of earth for nearly twenty years, and waited on my knees each spring for these gentle bulbs to rise, reborn.
But want does not bring such breath to life.
Only love does.
The plain, old-fashioned kind.”

Written by: Joshua Braff, in the Unthinkable Thoughts of Jacob Green.
The excerpt was found on page 172.

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thank you David 🙂
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Beautiful lines on that iris petal edge.
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thank you A! so glad you really liked that too. enchanting petal, with its shimmering pale color and uprising form. 🙂 cheers, debi
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Beautiful indeed!
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thank you Nico; peace and good tidings 🙂
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Peace
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Beautiful images Debi….
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thank you, though…. I almost feel guilty as its the flowers that are doing the ‘pretty’ here! lol
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I love your Iris post ❤
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Thank you for letting me know Sawsan; cheers, Debi 🙂
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Iris is the meaning of my name. And my father loves blue irises with great passion.
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I’ve always been avidly curious about words, names and origins since I was a child. Your name is so pretty, and unusual – I had wondered about it actually! Thank you for sharing your name’s meaning Sawsan. 🙂
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