Thursday, April 21, 2011

Bleeding hearts

I loved these flowers that used to grow in my grandmother's garden. These were photographed at a nursery I visited with my daughter, who's doing some landscaping.

What's your favorite flower? And for those of you who speak another language, what do you call them?

DEATH TO FASCISM

 That's what the words in red mean. I don't think the cat wrote those words, but I am sure he agrees. He has a duplex, too; class.