Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
All About Christmas
Christmas decoration: Christmas tree, Flowers arrangements,.
Christmas flowers: Poinsettla
The ancient aztecs prized the poinsettia as a symbol of purity. Centuries later, Mexico's early Christians adopted the poinsettia as their prized Christmas Eve flower. The Mexican poinsettia, known as the Christmas Flower in North America, is used in most Christmas decorations, owing to its bright red color and its blooming season coinciding with the Christmas holiday season.
One plant called Christmas rose is regarded as a true Christmas flower in certain parts of the world. Christmas rose serissa is also known as the "snow rose" or "winter rose." Originally from tropical regions of Asia, cultivated Serissa often blooms during the winter.
Another plant known as Christmas rose is Helleborus niger.
Christmas wreath is the most popular decoration when christmas day is here,you can see 95% house have lovely christmas wreath hang in on the door.
Holly
Holly is the plant most associate with Christmas in many european countries. Holly wreaths are hung on doors, and sprigs of holly used to trim Christmas puddings
Like most of the other christmas flowers, ivy leaves symbolize eternity and resurrection.The ivy leaf has been associate with the Egyptian God. Osiris,and the Greco-Roman God, Attis,both of whom were resurrected from the dead
Christmas gift: card, flowers, Christmas cards are illustrated messages of greeting exchanged between friends and family members during the weeks preceding Christmas Day. The traditional greeting reads "wishing you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year"Christmas day: Date of celebration of christmas: December 25 
Christmas food:
Traditional cuisine:A special christmas family meal is traditionally an important part of the holiday's celebration, and the food that is served varies greatly from country to country. some regions,such as sicily, have special meals for christmas Eve, when 12 kinds of fish are served,
Monday, November 25, 2013
Preserved Flowers -Roses
Flowers Are Happy brings you the gift of enjoying this beauty during all seasons. This valentine's day buy Real Flower Lasts "Forever".
Now you can order preserved flowers from Flowers Are Happy floral shop at Austin Texas. Our beautiful roses preserving can last as long as three years or more under correct conditions and proper care. Preserved roses are natural roses that undergo different conditions to allow preservation, without jeopardizing the rose’s natural beauty.Buy preserve roses in this Valentines, day. Make her Roses special! Please Schedule in advance.
Preserved flowers are a perfect option for long-lasting, beautiful arrangements without using silks. Each flower undergoes a special and intricate process to preserve the quality and integrity of the petals which are then dyed with rich and outstanding colors.We offer delivery sevrice, all preserve flowers please notice need schedule in advance. We make sure we delivery the day you want to delivery.Flowers Are Happy here to help and make the wonderfull day!
A rosea always makes an impression. But when it's a beautifully preserved rose, captured at its peak of perfection, it's certain to create memories that never fade. A preserved roses Available in red, lavender, pink ,yellow, black, or white as a single rose or a set of two, it's perfect for thank you gifts, decorating dinner parties or adding romantic ambiance.Go:http://flowersarehappy.com/ and order online or call FAH Florist.Take order now and delivery the day you need. We offer same day delivery all around Austin Texas, and you also can purchasing fresh floral arrangements for us. We have happy birthday, get well, just because, love and romance, sympathy and funeral, new baby, holiday and wedding also valentine's day flowers arrangements.
What are the correct conditions and proper care for preserved Rose?
Do not add water
Do not refrigerate
Use Indoors Only
No Direct Sunlight
To ensure lasting enjoyment, the roses should be kept away from areas of high humidity, water, direct sunlight and refrigeration
Please go to proper care link to find how to keep them beautiful. They are natural roses and flowers treated with a proprietary technic and cannot be placed into water, refrigeration or high humidity ambient. Room temperature 65 to 75 F is the appropriate temperature for them also we recommend indoor use only.
How are preserve Roses products shipped?
We usually ship our products with UPS, FedEx or DHL. Our choice of carriers can vary depending on customer’s locations and global situations.
We also have same day delivery with our driver.
What is FAH preserve Rose’s return policy?
We accept returns of products in original packaging and in perfect conditions. No returns will be accepted later than 5 days after delivery.
Preservation Flowers History:
Follow information about Preserve flowers form wikipedia :Flower preservation is as early as the history of man, although deliberate flower preservation is a more recent phenomenon. In the Middle East, the bones of pre-historic man were discovered with delicate wild flowers probably as a tribute to a passing loved one. Evidence of deliberate use of specific flowers is indicated by the pollen grains that were present. Brightly colored and vivid flowers were also found in Egyptian tombs. These flowers were approximated to be 4,000 years old. In the sixteenth century medicinal nosegays began to give way to ornamental ones. Flowers essentially started to be used for decorative purposes such as jewels, fans and gloves. During the Elizabethan Age the once familiar ruff was replaced by soft lacy collars, and bosom flowers also became popular.
Out of the Victorian era grew the fascination of communicating with flowers carried in the nosegays. The idea of the Language of Flowers developed, when it was decided that giving and receiving a bouquet of flowers, when the flowers themselves carry a meaning, gives much greater pleasure.
Hot air drying in drying chamber
Compact flowers like marigolds, chrysanthemums, cornflowers and zinnias dry well in a fan-assisted, convection chamber. Non-ventilated chambers are not appropriate, because they generate too much moisture. The material must be dried at a low temperature (30-35˚Celsius), over many hours. The flowers are slotted through holes in a wire mesh rack leaving room for the stems to dangle below. The time required depends upon the density of the flowers.
Silica gel drying
Another trend is silica gel. Its initial cost is greater than that of borax-sand or borax-cornmeal combinations, but silica gel can be used over and over for many years. Silica gel dries flowers quickly, so it can be used to dry more flowers during a single season than the same quantity of a borax mixture. Silica gel is available under a number of trade names. It is white, but some types contain blue crystals that act as an indicator of the amount of moisture that has been absorbed. When these crystals are clear blue, the material is dry. As moisture is absorbed from the flowers, the crystals gradually turn pink. At that point, it is time to re-dry the crystals before using them again. To dry the material, silica gel is spread on open pans or cookie sheets in a layer ½ to ¾ inch thick. Materials to be preserved are then baked in an oven at 250˚Celsius for about an hour, or until the moisture-indicating crystals, if present, are blue again. Material is then stirred several times while drying. Flowers dried in silica gel must be placed in airtight containers. If a container is not sealed tightly, the silica gel absorbs moisture from the air, and flowers dry too slowly or not at all. A candy tin, plastic container, coffee can, large-mouth jar or any other container with a tight-fitting lid may be used. If no containers with tight lids are available, loose tops should be sealed with tape. Silica gel is especially useful for drying fragile plants and flowers with delicate colors. Flowers that dry best in silica gel are allium, anemone, cornflower, roses, tulip and zinnia.
Molecular sieve
Molecular sieve is a material containing tiny pores of a precise and uniform size that is used as an absorbent for gases and liquids. They are metal alumino silicates which have a crystalline structure consisting of an assembly of tetrahedral. The tetrahedral are made up of 4 oxygen atoms which occupy the summits surrounding either 1 silicon atom or an aluminium atom placed in the center. Compensating cations (sodium, potassium) make the hole electrically neutral. The hole forms an assembly of small cells (or pores) of uniform and known size, in which a molecule of smaller size can be trapped by the phenomenon known as absorption. To ensure the dehydration of the fresh natural flowers the mixture of organic solvents is poured onto the hole until the level exceeds the level of the flowers by about 2 cm. The water molecules are progressively absorbed into the small cells or pores of the molecular sieve. The receptacle is closed hermetically for a few days. Once dried, the flower reabsorbs a little moisture of atmospheric origin, and this increases its suppleness and its plasticity.
As molecular sieve relates to the long-term preservation and treatment of cut flowers for long duration, (i.e. continually maintaining their decorative properties ), Vermont Flowers has been using this method of preserving flowers instead of the traditional silica gel more than 20 years ago. The advantage was a much more professional regeneration of the molecular sieves. Flowers which are particularly suitable for such a treatment are roses, peonies, camellias, marigolds, globe flowers, orchids, dahlias, carnations, phloxes, summer chrysanthemums, hollyhocks, and the like, and other species with many petals or a fairly rigid structure.
Freeze drying
Originally introduced in 1813 by William Hyde Wollaston to the Royal Society in London, it was not until the late 80's the freeze-drying industry discovered the allurement and longevity of freeze-dried flowers. Freeze dried flowers are fresh flowers that have been specially dried to preserve their natural shape and color. Freeze drying is accomplished by a process called sublimation. It requires a special freeze-drying machine. It involves first freezing the flowers at 100K for at least 12 hours. A vacuum pump slowly pulls the moisture out of the flowers as a vapor in one chamber, and then the vapor condenses as ice in another chamber. Because of this process, the shape and natural color of the flower is maintained. It has been found that certain flowers retain their color well despite the fact they have been freeze-dried. Apparently, such flowers retain their color due to the tissue composition of the petals, leaves, and the like. Carnations, African violets, roses, asparagus and other ferns, and baby's breath exhibit good color retention notwithstanding the dehydration during the freeze-drying process. Those floral pieces which either dull or fade from dehydration may be given color by utilization of a florist's spray tint. This spray coloring restores the lost color which, in the sealed environment of the glass container of the final product, retains its given color along with the natural color of the other pieces.[4]
Vermont process
In 1989, Paul and Ginette Lambert who were then based in France conducted a new research invented and patented the Vermont Process, which is a unique technology of preserving Roses and Flowers that leave the flowers looking natural by maintaining their original shape and brightness, but for the first time also suppleness. Preservation of flowers involves a careful selection of the desired flower varieties which are grown and hand-picked by specially contracted farms then delivered to the factory for further sorting, grading and finally processing. Preservation of foliage again involves the careful identification and selection of appropriate foliage which are then grown and supplied by specially contracted growers. Once delivered to the factory, the foliage are ‘Eternised’ which is a process of absorption into the foliages with a solution of glycerine, colorants and activators. Once eternised, the foliages are soft and supple until when they are ready for making various arrangements and bouquets. The preserved flowers and foliage are then combined together with other components to make uniquely hand-made and beautiful bouquets, topiaries, architectural sculptures, wall art, lampshades and many more arrangements as designed by a team of internationally recognized floral and interior decor designers. The finished product is meant to last for years if appropriately cared for by keeping it away from direct sunlight, intense heat and water. If need be, one should only gently dust it.
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Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Christmas candle flowers
Luxurious two taper candle arrangement in gorgeous red and gold tones featuring red roses, red spray roses, red candles, ample gold ribbon and golden ornamental balls set among assorted seasonal greenery.Same day flower delivery across Austin.
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Saturday, November 9, 2013
Everyday Flowers-Roses
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Description: A rose is a woody perennial of the genus Rosa, within the family Rosaceae. There are over 100 species. With almost 120 varieties available, roses are a classic favorite. Roses span the color spectrum with varieties available in all shades of reds, pinks, purples, oranges, corals, peaches, whites,yellow, lavende,and sometime with mix color.
Tea roses open 3 to 4 inches. Stems can be 12 — 30 inches. Spray roses can have several flowers on one stem.
Depending on the variety, roses typically last 4 — 7 days.
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Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Every day flowers-Sunflowers
Flowers names: Sunflower
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Description: These large field-grown flowers have 2- to 8-inch diameters. Short petals surround a large disc. Petal colors are pale or golden yellow, orange, red or bronze; discs are brown, black, or green. Thick stems support single- and double-flower varieties.
Care tip: Keep sunflowers hydrated to help stems support heavy head weight. Place sunflowers in tall containers to provide adequate support for their height.
You can found sunflowers most time in Austin,TX. FAH florist as a local flowers shop ,we alway prepare quality sunflowers for you.
Ask your FAH about Sunflowers
Monday, November 4, 2013
Flower Stories(Tulips)
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In the sweet long ago, there lived a lovely old lady in the midst of a most beautiful garden.
The old lady was quiet and gentle, and the flowers seemed to know her and grow for her as for no one else.
They sprang up beside every path.
In the earliest spring-time her tulips lifted up their stately heads and bowed as she passed among them.
The sweet old lady watered the flower-beds and pulled weeds from among the plants, and loosened the earth about their feet that they might grow taller and blossom more beautifully.
One evening after sunset, the old lady sat quietly in her garden. She watched the tulips as they rocked gently back and forth.
She heard faint, sweet whisperings among the flowers and amid the long grasses.
"They sound like the whisperings of the fairies," said the sweet old lady to herself.
"Indeed," she went on, softly, "I have often heard that the fairies dance in the dell below. Why, then, should they not sometimes wander into my garden?"
"Why not, indeed?" laughed the faintest fairy voice right in the sweet old lady's ear.
Looking up, she saw the most wonderful little creature in soft, fluttering robes of shaded green. Her red-gold hair floated in a cloud over her shoulders. Her milk-white fairy feet peeped from beneath the shimmering skirts.
But most wonderful of all, the little creature bore in her arms a baby! It was the tiniest little pixie baby, wrapped so completely in its dainty green blankets that only a wee tip of its pink nose could be seen.
"I am the Queen of the Fairies," said the tiny mother, as she gently rocked her baby to and fro. "It is but right that I should let you know that we come often to your beautiful garden."
The sweet old lady looked at the Queen of the Fairies and smiled.
"I am truly glad that you find my garden a fit place for fairies," she said. "I have often been told that you danced in the dell. I have sometimes even fancied that I heard the faint, sweet tinkling of fairy music in my garden. But never before have I been sure that you really came."
"Do you know," said the fairy, softly, for the fairy baby stirred in her arms, "do you know that it is here we come to sing our babies to sleep?"
"Then I did hear fairy music?"
"You heard the cradle-songs of the fairies, and sometimes you heard the cooing laugh of the fairy babies before they fell asleep. Sometimes you heard the soft swish of fairy dresses as we softly slid away to dance in the dell."
"And you left your babies sleeping in my garden!" said the sweet old lady, wonderingly.
"Ah," laughed the Queen of the Fairies, "where else would they have been so safe? Your tulips kept our secret well.
"They never told you that it was fairy nurses who rocked their stems so gently in the moonlight and the starlight. You thought it was the wind that swung their tall stalks.
"You did not know that in the morning each tulip held her head so proudly because all night long a fairy baby had been cradled in her heart.
"When you saw our babies' silver drinking cups which the nurses hung in the sun to dry, you called them dewdrops which sparkled in the sunlight."
"No," said the sweet old lady, "I did not know all those things. Neither did I know why my tulips grew so tall and fragrant and beautiful. But now I see it all, for fragrant and dainty and sweet must be the cradles of the babies of the fairies."
The Queen of the Fairies laid her finger to her lips with a low "Sh-h," and, looking down, the sweet old lady saw that the fairy baby was fast asleep.
The tiny mother seemed to blow across the old garden to the tallest golden tulip of them all. Then, softly singing, she laid her precious little one in the stately cup which rocked every so gently in the moonlight.
"I must be off to the dell," said she, a moment later. "You will see that no harm befalls the cradles of our babies?"
"Yes, yes," cried the old lady, eagerly. "So long as I live I shall watch over my garden with care. I will not allow one blossom to be broken from its stem."
The Fairy Queen thanked her, and the old lady was left in the garden with the fairy babies and the fairy nurses who rocked the fairy cradles.
But look as she might, the spell being broken, the sweet old lady could see nothing but her own beautiful tulips bending and bowing the moonlight.
For many years the sweet old lady kept her garden. For many years she heard the soft sighs of the fairy babies and the whispering songs of the fairy mothers. For many years she watched the fairy cradles as the fairy nurses rocked them in the soft, mellow moonlight.
Then at length the sweet old lady died and was buried in the little churchyard. The blossoms of her garden drooped on their stalks, withered, and died.
One day the old lady's son came to the spot. He was a coarse, rough fellow, and he did not love nor understand flowers.
"Flowers are but nonsense!" said he. "I shall plant parsnips in this garden. They will be good to eat!"
Then it was that the fairy mothers drew the fairy babies closer in their arms and left the garden for ever.
"He cares for nothing but eating," said the fairies, as they danced together in the dell. "But we do not forget the sweet old lady. He shall never raise parsnips in her fairy garden."
So the parsnips which the son planted did not grow. As soon as the seeds sprouted the young plants withered and died.
"It is of no use," said the son, when again and again he had failed. "But it is strange how those useless flowers which my mother planted would grow on this same spot."
The fairies, hidden in their soft green robes amid the weeds and the grasses, laughed softly together, then danced away to the churchyard. There they scattered seeds on the grave of the sweet old lady, and they watered the seeds from the drinking-cups of the fairies.
Soon there sprang up in the churchyard flowers as tall, as fragrant, as beautiful as those which had once grown in the garden of the fairies.
And even to this day, if you creep softly to the spot when the moon is full and the clocks are striking twelve, you may see the stately tulip cradles bend and sway in the moonlight. Even to this day, if you listen, scarcely breathing, you may hear the soft sighs of the fairy babies as they stir in their tulip cradles, and, listening still, you may hear the soft whispering songs of the fairy mothers as they croon soft fairy music over their darlings, on their return from their dance in the dell.
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Friday, November 1, 2013
Flowers Story(contiune)
Once, in a far-away country, there lived a handsome youth whose name was Narcissus. He was a very beautiful young man. His hair was as yellow as the flax stalks when they are ripe. His eyes were as blue as the flax flowers when they bloom. His face was as pink and as white as the clouds in a morning sky.
But Narcissus sat beside a stream and wept. He looked neither to the right nor to the left. His tears flowed fast, and his heavy sobs were the only sound to be heard in the wood.
Then there came roaming by the brook side a maiden. She was as beautiful as the cool shadows of the woodland. She was as gentle as the spring breezes among the grasses. She spoke to Narcissus
"I am Echo, the maid of the hills and the wood," said the maiden. "Long have I watched you as you mourned. Often have I called and you did not heed.
"I know the cause of your grief, Narcissus. I have heard how you once had a lovely twin sister. She was the very image of yourself.
"I have heard how your lovely twin sister has now crossed the river of Death. Now you mourn day after day and will not be comforted.
"Look up, Narcissus, I pray you! Your tears cannot bring your sister again to you. Look up, and I, Echo, will comfort you!"
Now the voice of Echo was soft and sweet, and her words were kind, but Narcissus did not look up. He bent farther over the stream which flowed so slowly just there.
As he glanced down into the water, Narcissus started in surprise. He thought he saw his sister looking up into his eyes from the quiet depth of the water. Again and again did Echo call, but Narcissus no longer even heard her voice.
Still Narcissus gazed at his own reflection in the water, thinking that he looked into the eyes of his lost sister.
Day after day he sat there gazing, and sorrowing that he could not reach her. The face in the water looked sad, and Narcissus would fain have comforted his sister.
Not for one moment would he leave the brook side. Not for one instant would he heed the sad, sweet pleadings of Echo.
Thus, sorrowing for his lost twin sister, Narcissus died. Then the voice of Echo, the beautiful, became softer and sadder. Her form became more and more slender until at last she could no longer be seen, though her voice might still be heard.
Then one day there sprang up by the brook side a slender, beautiful flower, as white as the cheeks of the maiden, as yellow as the hair of the youth.
Its blossoms bent over the water, and their reflections swam beneath. And the drooping willows, which hung over the stream, looked down at the strange new blossom, and touched leaves and whispered: "It is Narcissus. It is the youth Narcissus."
And the soft, sighing voice of the formless maiden, Echo, replied, "Narcissus!"
GRANDMOTHER'S GARDEN
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Stately and prim grew the hollyhocks tall,
In grandmother's garden against the wall; Fairest of flower-duennas were they, Keeping good watch through the long summer day. Close by the was the sunshiny corner, where The foxgloves swayed in the balmy air, And nodded across to the larkspurs blue, And the pleasant nook where the columbines grew. There were cinnamon-roses, and, low at their feet, The shadowy cluster of day-lilies sweet, And mignonette modest, and pensive heart's-ease, And boy's love, and candytuft, sweet in the breeze. And, first every morn by the sun to be kissed, Grew, all in a tangle, fair love-in-a-mist, With bachelor's-buttons, and sweet williams gay, And spice pinks for neighbours just over the way; There were sweet peas coquettish, most festive of flowers, And four-o'clocks sturdy to mark off the hours, And frail morning-glories that laughed in the light At the phlox and verbenas, pink, purple, and white. Ah! the days were so bright, and so sweet was the air, And in grandmother's garden all life looked so fair!
–Dorothy Grey.
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Thursday, October 31, 2013
Flowers Are Happy online flowers shop,have 100% satisfaction guarantee. We offer same day flower delivery throughout Austin TX.
We also adhere to large corporate orders with specific needs ,like hotel lobby florist.
Funeral Flowers
At a time of loss, it’s easy to become disenchanted. A simple arrangement of flowers can be a welcome reminder of happier days,evoking fond memories that provide comfort and the courage to prevail over grief.
Demonstrating professionalism and sensitivity,our florists can help you choose a suitable triable from our wide selection of products. From refined elegance to gentle simplicity,dignity takes precedence,and our arrangements are tastefully organized with freshly cut blooms of the highest quality.
We also adhere to large corporate orders with specific needs ,like hotel lobby florist.
Funeral Flowers
At a time of loss, it’s easy to become disenchanted. A simple arrangement of flowers can be a welcome reminder of happier days,evoking fond memories that provide comfort and the courage to prevail over grief.
Demonstrating professionalism and sensitivity,our florists can help you choose a suitable triable from our wide selection of products. From refined elegance to gentle simplicity,dignity takes precedence,and our arrangements are tastefully organized with freshly cut blooms of the highest quality.
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Flowers Story(contiune)
The tulips stood up very stiff and tall. They looked neither to the left nor the right, but straight up toward the sky. They lifted their stiff petals a little higher as if shrugging their shoulders. Their stiff stalks would have broken rather than have bent.
The great yellow daffodils stood in a long golden row just across the path from the tulips. They danced and bowed and shook their fluffy heads. They nodded in a very friendly fashion to their cousins, who huddled shyly together in the corner of the garden.
Now the daffodils' cousins were the narcissus blossoms who bloomed in quiet beauty in the garden corner. They were as tall as the yellow daffodils, and more slender.
They wore lovely broad white collars, and their golden hearts were bound with dainty pink or crimson. They seemed not half as proud and stiff as the tulips, nor half as gaudy and gay as the daffodils.
Indeed, the narcissus blossoms paid little heed to the more gaudy flowers. They just bloomed in quiet and peace for those who cared for them.
Phyllis stood in the midst of the garden and listened for the faint flower voices.
"Those are cousins of mine." The daffodil spoke to a scarlet tulip, and she nodded in the direction of the narcissus blossoms.
"Do you mean that the narcissus is a relation of yours?" asked the tulip, still looking skyward.
"Yes, indeed," said the daffodil. "We do not look much alike, to be sure. But our family name is the same."
"Now that you mention it," said the tulip, "I think there is a little resemblance. You both have those long, slender stalks and those grasslike leaves. But you wear yellow while the narcissus dresses in white and gold. What is your family name?"
"Both the narcissus and myself belong to the amaryllis family," said the daffodil, proudly. "My blossoms are larger and more showy, but there are those who like my cousin's dress the better. She is called the poet's narcissus, while I am daffodil narcissus–"
"But we children have a dearer name for you," Phyllis interrupted. "We call you little daffy-down-dilly."
The daffodil shook all her many skirts out proudly in the sunshine. Then she bowed three times until her head fairly touched the ground. The tulips still stared stiffly at the sky.
"We belong to the lily family," said one tulip, after a pause. "We wear gorgeous dresses and hold our heads proudly because Mother Nature bade us do so.
"We are dear friends of those wonderful creatures, the bees. The butterflies, too, sometimes visit us."
"I think," said Phyllis, shyly, "that the butterflies must be your cousins, or, at least, you must get your dresses from the same loom."
The tulips could not bow, but one less stiff than the others actually shook so hard with laughter that a section of its dress fell off.
"What a dear little girl," said the quiet poet's narcissus from the corner. "I am glad that we live in her garden."
It was Phyllis's turn to bow and run into the house for tea.
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Poor little Daffy-down-dilly! She slept with her head on a rose,When a sly moth-miller kissed her, And left some dust on her nose.
Poor little Daffy-down-dilly! She woke when the clock struck ten, And hurried away to the fairy queen's ball, Down in the shadowy glen. Poor little Daffy-down-dilly! Right dainty was she, and fair, In her bodice of yellow satin, And petticoat green and rare. But to look in her dew-drop mirror, She quite forgot when she rose, And into the queen's high presence Tripped with a spot on her nose. Then the little knight who loved her– O, he wished that he were dead: And the queen's maid began to titter, And tossed her saucy head. And up from her throne so stately, The wee queen rose in her power, Just waved her light wand o'er her, And she changed into a flower. Poor little Daffy-down-dilly! Now in silver spring-time hours, She wakes in the sunny meadows, She lives with other flowers. Her beautiful yellow bodice, With green skirts wears she still; And the children seek and love her, But they call her daffodil. |
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Flowers shop in Austin TX
Flowers Are Happy Florist is your Austin florist, and the newest of the Austin flower shops.
When you are looking for flower delivery in Austin, we hope your search ends with us.
We are family owned we are grateful you find us .
With over 10 years of floral design expirience our first shop was built in Beijing,China 2006 as happy results floral design,.
Now relocating to Austin (Texas)
When you are looking for flower delivery in Austin, we hope your search ends with us.
We are family owned we are grateful you find us .
With over 10 years of floral design expirience our first shop was built in Beijing,China 2006 as happy results floral design,.
Now relocating to Austin (Texas)
we are hope we can serve you better . In addition to being an Austin florist, we deliver flowers every day in Pflugerville,
Round Rock, Cedar Park, Lakeway & Leander Texas.
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When a special occasion calls for flowers, Flowers Are Happy delivers.
birthday flowers, new baby, get well,or anniversary flowers are easy to order online ,
and Flowers Are Happy Florist can usually deliver the same day! Flowers Are Happy also carries green plants and flowering bloom plants as well as flowers baskets and gift baskets
birthday flowers, new baby, get well,or anniversary flowers are easy to order online ,
and Flowers Are Happy Florist can usually deliver the same day! Flowers Are Happy also carries green plants and flowering bloom plants as well as flowers baskets and gift baskets
Sympathy & Funeral Flowers Delivered in the Austin Area
When you need to send flowers arrangement to funeral , whether in Austin,
Pflugerville, Cedar Park,Leander, Lakeway or Round Rock, flowers are happy has a lovely selection of beautiful,
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Monday, October 28, 2013
Florist (Austin,TX)
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Thursday, October 24, 2013
FLOWER STORIES(continue)
ALL ABOUT THE SNOWDROP
SUGGESTIONS FOR FIELD LESSONS
Belongs to amaryllis family.
Blossoms in early spring.
Common in gardens–grows from bulb.
Flowers generally on an umbrel–at other times single–in colour they are pure white, with drooping nodding heads. No cups for flower–three of the petals are longer than the other three. These are notched and lap over the shorter ones. Three cells to pod.
Leaves long, slender, grass-like.
THE
NARCISSUS AND THE TULIP
NARCISSUS AND THE TULIP
THE NARCISSUS AND THE TULIP
ALL IN A GARDEN FAIR
The tulips stood up very stiff and tall. They looked neither to the left nor the right, but straight up toward the sky. They lifted their stiff petals a little higher as if shrugging their shoulders. Their stiff stalks would have broken rather than have bent.
The great yellow daffodils stood in a long golden row just across the path from the tulips. They danced and bowed and shook their fluffy heads. They nodded in a very friendly fashion to their cousins, who huddled shyly together in the corner of the garden.
Now the daffodils' cousins were the narcissus blossoms who bloomed in quiet beauty in the garden corner. They were as tall as the yellow daffodils, and more slender.
They wore lovely broad white collars, and their golden hearts were bound with dainty pink or crimson. They seemed not half as proud and stiff as the tulips, nor half as gaudy and gay as the daffodils.
Indeed, the narcissus blossoms paid little heed to the more gaudy flowers. They just bloomed in quiet and peace for those who cared for them.
Phyllis stood in the midst of the garden and listened for the faint flower voices.
"Those are cousins of mine." The daffodil spoke to a scarlet tulip, and she nodded in the direction of the narcissus blossoms.
"Do you mean that the narcissus is a relation of yours?" asked the tulip, still looking skyward.
"Yes, indeed," said the daffodil. "We do not look much alike, to be sure. But our family name is the same."
"Now that you mention it," said the tulip, "I think there is a little resemblance. You both have those long, slender stalks and those grasslike leaves. But you wear yellow while the narcissus dresses in white and gold. What is your family name?"
"Both the narcissus and myself belong to the amaryllis family," said the daffodil, proudly. "My blossoms are larger and more showy, but there are those who like my cousin's dress the better. She is called the poet's narcissus, while I am daffodil narcissus–"
"But we children have a dearer name for you," Phyllis interrupted. "We call you little daffy-down-dilly."
The daffodil shook all her many skirts out proudly in the sunshine. Then she bowed three times until her head fairly touched the ground. The tulips still stared stiffly at the sky.
"We belong to the lily family," said one tulip, after a pause. "We wear gorgeous dresses and hold our heads proudly because Mother Nature bade us do so.
"We are dear friends of those wonderful creatures, the bees. The butterflies, too, sometimes visit us."
"I think," said Phyllis, shyly, "that the butterflies must be your cousins, or, at least, you must get your dresses from the same loom."
The tulips could not bow, but one less stiff than the others actually shook so hard with laughter that a section of its dress fell off.
"What a dear little girl," said the quiet poet's narcissus from the corner. "I am glad that we live in her garden."
It was Phyllis's turn to bow and run into the house for tea.
DAFFY-DOWN-DILLY
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Poor little Daffy-down-dilly!
She slept with her head on a rose, When a sly moth-miller kissed her, And left some dust on her nose. Poor little Daffy-down-dilly! She woke when the clock struck ten, And hurried away to the fairy queen's ball, Down in the shadowy glen. Poor little Daffy-down-dilly! Right dainty was she, and fair, In her bodice of yellow satin, And petticoat green and rare. But to look in her dew-drop mirror, She quite forgot when she rose, And into the queen's high presence Tripped with a spot on her nose. Then the little knight who loved her– O, he wished that he were dead: And the queen's maid began to titter, And tossed her saucy head. And up from her throne so stately, The wee queen rose in her power, Just waved her light wand o'er her, And she changed into a flower. Poor little Daffy-down-dilly! Now in silver spring-time hours, She wakes in the sunny meadows, She lives with other flowers. Her beautiful yellow bodice, With green skirts wears she still; And the children seek and love her, But they call her daffodil. |
A tropical flower
A tropical flower, anthuriums have strange petal-like bracts, that are red, pink, white or green. The blooms are glossy like patent leather. As a cut flower, anthuriums live two to three weeks.
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Wednesday, October 23, 2013
FLOWER STORIES(Continue)
The whole earth was bare and desolate. The trees were bare, and the grasses were broken and brown. The snow fell fitfully.
Adam and Eve sat outside the Garden of Eden and remembered the beautiful green of the leaves and grasses, and the gorgeous colours of the flowers.
Then Eve shivered and sobbed softly to herself, for the earth seemed big and empty. All had once been lovely.
Then an angel in heaven looked down and saw Eve weeping. And the angel came down to comfort her.
As the angel spake to Eve a snowflake fell on her hair. The angel took it in his hand. "Look, Eve," said the angel, "This little flake of snow shall change into a flower for you. It shall bud and bring forth blossoms for you!"
As he spoke, the angel placed the snowflake on the ground at the feet of Eve. As it touched the earth it sprang up a beautiful flower of purest white.
And Eve, looking down, saw the blossom, and dried her tears and smiled in joy.
"Take heart, dear Eve," said the angel. "Be hopeful and despair not. Let this little snowdrop be a sign to you that the summer and the sunshine will come again."
And about the feet of Eve there sprang up through the snow numberless little white-cupped blossoms. Thus, the legend tells us, the snowdrop came to earth.
CALLING THEM UP
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