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Taking notes📝

home library so I never have to leave the house 📚

The four. The one in front being the tallest I have ever seen. Well over twenty feet.

𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

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Plant of the Day

Wednesday 19 February 2025

Part of the displays at the David Welch Winter Gardens in Duthie Park, Aberdeen, were a range of Hippeastrum cultivars (amaryllis). These tender bulb needs to be planted in a container indoors in a colder climate, from October to January. The bulbs should flower about six to eight weeks after planting, and provided the foliage is allowed to produce energy for another bulb and there is a cooler rest period it will flower the next winter. A friend of mine has kept the same plant for over 40 years!

Jill Raggett

So do I dial a number to teleport here or something 😍

𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱, 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣

Even if this is an opinion to others it’s factual to me. Nothing to me can replicate that feeling so easily

intertwining fingers is the physical form of merging souls

Added to the list of places I’d like to see😍

Melbourne Botanical Gardens February 2025

I can almost feel myself there with the briskness of the morning cold against my face, hands, and in my lungs. All the while the warmth of the dawn shining onto me heating my body from the outside in.

Don’t know why but Legend of Zelda music went hard af today

So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me because I, too, am fluent in silence. -R. Arnold

How does one begin to look, be with, and hear their own heart? I don’t think one can even choose when their heart reminds them of what it yearns for. Nor do I think any real love or connection can ever be ignored or deceived. No matter how much one or I could deafen ears or my conscious. No matter how much I may try to cover my eyes and blind myself with anything you can.

This feeling. This love.

Ergo my heart overflows like a heron’s fountain.

I can hardly feel words will ever do what my heart wishes to communicate. Should I have to spend the next ten years or more searching or learning how to convey my heart I will, should you accept and wish to listen.

As I grow with every new day and mistake, I sit and lay beside my heart. We look to the same horizon hoping to see you and your heart approaching from the distance. There is a calmness, yet anticipation surrounding my heart and I.

If I truly will be allowed to give myself to you and your heart someday, then when that time comes let us speak as one with our hearts as we confess to each other. No matter if we are on opposite sides of this Earth or beside each other.

For I know my heart has the strength to live on and I have the will to befriend you and your heart. With or without shame I hope I never have to do so. I love you so

No longer have I, nor will I, ignore what this world’s natural beauty. My soul, mind, and heart can be in the bottom of the ocean but nothing can take away the gifts of companionship, enlightenment, or gracefulness that life can place within my grasp

I am doing something I learned early to do, I am paying attention to small beauties.

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Longwood Gardens, PA

Plant of the Day

Saturday 8 March 2025

Outside a greengrocers shop in Deal, Kent, were these colourful pots of Anemone coronaria (garden anemone, poppy windflower, St Brigid's anemone). There was a great range of bright shallowly cup-shaped flowers in red, violet-blue and white which were all attracting the local bees.

Jill Raggett

Plant of the Day

Sunday 2 March 2025

At Edinburgh Botanic Garden, Scotland, there was a fabulous display of snowdrop cultivars including a ‘river’ of Galanthus 'Lady Beatrix Stanley' (snowdrop). This bulbous perennial has well-shaped double flowers and increases reliably to create a striking spring feature.

Jill Raggett

how you get so perfect

You flatter me <3 although I think you should look in a mirror and ask yourself that lol

When I shut my eyes I’m trying to envision and obtain self compassion, what I really want from life.

To be near the people who continue to grow dear to me, Uncrustables, and to preserve, protect, learn, and be one with beautiful, breath taking, more than I can comprehend, types of places such as this.

It funny how this human brain of mine struggle to even make a lighthearted collage hardly referencing anything I actually hold sentimental thoughts, morals, or feelings for. Lord help me when it comes time I actually try to attempt and make a more serious collage that represents sorta my beliefs and takes on life.

My last healthy conscious braincell trying to escape the never-ending supply of brainrot memes and endless river of music streaming.

Where my soul, mind, and heart live in ungrateful complacency. The storms and strangers that have stayed with, taken refuge, and looked to it for guidance. It seems to continue to bear it all so far. The eroded exposed stone, walls and wooden ceilings repaired year after year. Paint washed or chipped, but always remaining a lighthouse for all. The light is small inside though. Even when that little light goes out, it only is relit by graciousness of inner strength, or more often through the words/actions of those who have enough light burning within them to share.

May I learn to not be just a lighthouse keeper, guider, or shelter. May I forever grow to be a compassionate ever learning student of the world, of others who share this same light

lighthouse study. started in sketchbook and finished in procreate