The Mother’s Day freesias are filling the room with their perfume.
This poem touched a nerve in me. I hope it works the same magic in you.
The Mother’s Day freesias are filling the room with their perfume.
This poem touched a nerve in me. I hope it works the same magic in you.
Posted by mybeautfulthings on March 31, 2025 in nature, poetry, Postaday2025, Uncategorized
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utesmile
March 31, 2025 at 8:26 pm
I do love Freesias, one of my favourites.
mybeautfulthings
March 31, 2025 at 9:05 pm
I love them too but have never grown them. have you? Think they may need a greenhouse so…… 🙂
utesmile
April 1, 2025 at 8:45 am
I tried last year and they didn’t come.
I am trying again this year….let’s see….