“Hepatica,” said Beth: “probably my favorite flower of all.” I’m beginning to see what she means.
I don’t have time to write today, so these pictures will have to suffice.
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Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
…such delicate blossoms, with strength, to show up so early!
Oh, Dave, what a surprise and what a delight! Thank you.
Hepatica for being liver-lobe shaped, or used to treat liver ailments?
Anne – You bet.
Beth – You’re welcome!
Zhoen – The latter.
The flowers speak eloquently.
Dave, the former though too, right – doctrine of signatures?
Nice color on that last one. I’ve only ever seen the white ones.
Thanks, Karen.
the former though too, right – doctrine of signatures?
Yeah, I guess so. I don’t see much resemblance myself, but then I admit I haven’t seen too many human livers.
But all human living, the waggish might note, is done by human livers.
But I defer to Pica on this one.