ONE-LINER WEDNESDAY – NATURE’S BEAUTY
One-Liner Wednesday
Simply beautiful.
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So true.
Thank you, Laura.
That’s a gorgeous photo. I agree wholeheartedly with your one line take on it!
Thanks, Mae. I inherited that plant in a past move. I have since moved, but the plant lives on.
We all know your brown thumb didn’t grow that. It is stunning, though.
How are the tomatoes coming? 😄
The plant was inherited in a move. I managed not to kill it. Or rather my family took care of it. As for the tomatoes, I got seven or eight. The plant is dead. Not my best year. Good thing dad is better at gardening than me. If he wasn’t, it would be store tomatoes, and as the saying goes, fresh is best.
Pretty flowers.
Thank you. They were beautiful. And they lived because I did not touch them. I have a black thumb.
Tiger Lilies were my dad’s favorite. These are gorgeous, Michele!
Thanks, Jacquie. I miss those flowers. I have tried to plant them at my new place, but they never grew. I have a true black thumb.
Those are beautiful. I’ve never seen that color before.
That was an unusual color. I wish I still had them.