Dear friends .... hopping here and there 'in the beautiful blog of blog friends (before) and also of the other (then) .. boh quest 'year, I have a little' infected, already 'know, with creative sewing. Tranqui ... as my son says ... My loot and 'still there in the handbags of the fair, alas' ..
However, the fact is that in addition to sewing, I have caught a lot (I wanted to write but it was hit too much rhyme hahahaha) photos of the flowers ... gladioli? Daffodils? Tulips? daffodils ... no, no, maybe
To which, to my last side trip to a garden in my area where if I could I would go with the camp of the camp and I did not move anymore, ' I could not resist.
I asked the saleswoman who very kindly took me in the right department, I did see 'ste potatoes with two leaves sticking out and he said that, based on the color of the jar that contained, it would blunt the flower.
ok and got ready! No. 4 potatoes. White, Red, Blue, Pink.
had fatally 'a container .. There was, in my opinion.
You should know that I do not have a green thumb, or rather do not have it with flowers. Plants not, those resisting: you want 'cause the house always has a little' light, you want 'cause the summer I put out .. How should I know? I do not care I devote special attention but'.... Look, I celebrate the 50 year, and this gentleman here have given me my parents when I made 18! It 's a piece of life ...
Back to daffodils ... after 3 days ... starting with the delights ...
after 6 days ... wonders!!
And after 8 ... THE DISASTROOOOOOOOOO
What, Where, How?? where I wrong? Why 'are so'?? Are in the kitchen, I get drunk in their scent before but we just ... I watch them .. takes me a heart attack!
where I went wrong??
I help?
sigh .....
Franca
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