Sunday 31 March 2013

Heart Shaped


Always a lovely thing to see, a living, thriving, growing, heart.

Happy Easter folks.

I was attacked by the front door attack rose yesterday. Between it and the wrought iron hanging (empty) basket, I was held captive, hollering to Mr F to set me free. He ran as fast as he could. As the camera approached, half my head hair was wrenched out. Being attacked by a rose and a empty hanging basket is one thing. Having it immortalised forever is a step too far. I'm off to sharpen my secatuers....the roses days are now numbered.

8 comments:

  1. Now that is fun! Makes me hanker after a white wall to play with!

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  2. Truly a vicious masterpiece. Hope your heids fine.

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  3. I have one by my allotment shed door that attacks me from time to time; they are vicious!

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  4. For a minute I thought you were going to say you were using those secatuers on Mr. F!

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  5. I'm trying to form a shape from some wall ivy - but I've obviously a long way to go. And the photo? Of the attack? May we see that please? Dave

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  6. I'm trying to form a shape from some wall ivy - but I've obviously a long way to go. And the photo? Of the attack? May we see that please? Dave

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  7. That is a good show - What is it (plant)? - How do you prune it (secateurs)? and how many hours a year maintaining it please.

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  8. I'm with David, we need to see the evidence of this attack...

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