Patricia picked this flower yesterday from out under some of the lush vegetation in this garden. As with many of the plants here, I have no idea what it's called.
My mother would be right in. She'd say "Oh yes, that's a variegated Tyrannosaurus Rex hybrid" or "Yes, Velociraptor rubeus Karol Wojtla". We were in a restaurant garden and she said "Look at that striatoanthimumumumum carnivorensis over there, climbing up the wall". I couldn't see what she meant, so I didn't know whether to take cuttings, trap it with a glass and beer mat, set the cats on it or gain a new land speed record in Running Away From The Scary Climbing Thing With The Latin Name.
Love you
Marianne
2 comments:
Haha, lovely post Marianne and it reminds me of my father who often runs through a list of all our names before hitting on the right one, yet never forgets any name in his garden.
Here's a little bit of fun. (sorry to use your comments but I can't post). http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vq6b9bMBXpg
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Vida - follow instructions in right hand column to be able to post.
I'll post that video for you.
Marianne
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