"Flowers have their own language. Theirs is an oratory that speaks in perfumed silence, and there is tenderness, and passion, and even lightheartedness of mirth, in the variegated beauty of their vocabulary. . .No spoken word can approach the delicacy of sentiment to be inferred from a flower seasonably offered; the softest expression may be thus conveyed without offense. . ."
This beautiful geranium blooms brightly during winter months in Dad's 'sun room'. What cheerful color it brings to drab winter days!
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!