Flowers are still abounding here in the Holmes' yard...and lots of purple, I just noticed today. Everyone who knows me well knows how much I love purple. Always have. It has so many beautiful shades -- lavender, violet, royal, orchid...and all of them quite lovely.
And so one of my favorite poems must be "When I Am An Old Woman." Here's a sample...
When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter.
In other words, I'll be just as feisty as I am now. Probably more so. Sorry.
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