winter garden

Magic spots of colour in the snow.
Anything is possible with a little imagination.

bo the stuffed rainbow coloured monster is sitting in the snow beside a bunch of bright yellow plastic flowers. Other bunches of cloers in reds and purples are also in the photo


on tippy toes

Edgar will be right back. He just went to fetch his ukulele.

Flora is standing in a garden of pink and white tulips, with some other pink flowers too.

Then we’ll tip toes through the tulips together.


‘Tiptoe Through the Tulips With Me’,  lyrics by Al Dubin and music by Joe Burke.
Originally published in 1929, recorded by various artists, including Tiny Tim in 1968. (click for mp3)

Tiptoe through the window
By the window, that is where I’ll be
Come tiptoe through the tulips with me

Oh, tiptoe from the garden
By the garden of the willow tree
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

Knee deep in flowers we’ll stray
We’ll keep the showers away
And if I kiss you in the garden, in the moonlight
Will you pardon me?
And tiptoe through the tulips with me

Maybe it’s flowers you stray will be the showers of life
And when I kiss you in the garden in the moonlight
Will you pardon me and tiptoe through the tulips with me

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my niche

Life does not end, it just changes form.

edgar_cemetery.jpg Edgar is in an empty niche on a wall in a cemetery in Sucre Bolivia.  He is surrounded by graves that are full, and that objects left in them as a memorial to the person buried there.

What would I want you to put by my grave? Flowers, beautiful but temporary?  What momentos of my life?  Perhaps it’s the fact that someone cares enough to visit the cemetery, and not what they leave beside my grave, that is important.  With a little luck, I still have time to ponder this.

May goodness and mercy follow you all the days of your life.
And may all your deaths be allegorical.

a cemetery wall containing many interments.  The wall is 5 graves high, and more than 15 graves long.  Each grave has a niche in the wall, most of which are covered with glass and almost all of them contain ornaments and/or flowers as memorials.

one of the walls in the cemetery, Sucre Bolivia