Hyacinths resemble French Renaissance ladies in waiting...with that Marie Antoinette do, and all.Uncanny resemblance, n'est-ce pas?
Monday, March 24, 2008
Hyacinth Haze
The Hyacinths are blooming. Heavenly scent. At times nearly overbearing, perhaps to match their formal intimidating appearance? Blowzy and laid back--they ain't.
Hyacinths resemble French Renaissance ladies in waiting...with that Marie Antoinette do, and all.Uncanny resemblance, n'est-ce pas?
Hyacinths resemble French Renaissance ladies in waiting...with that Marie Antoinette do, and all.Uncanny resemblance, n'est-ce pas?
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