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In a sweetly pretty January vase on Monday

I think I have used her expression before in a vase on Monday post, but it applies once more.  My mother used to refer to really pretty things as "sweetly pretty".  I always think of her when I put a little posy together.  The garden this weekend yielded up the contents of my vase today, and I do think it is sweetly pretty!  I hope you agree.




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  1. It is indeed sweetly pretty. Little jewels. I love little winter posies.

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    1. Me too! I am always in awe of the resilience shown by fragile little blooms which brazen it out in the face of frost, wind and rain, while we shuffle off into the warmth of our homes! Beautiful little superheroes! A

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  2. Your mother was spot on. Sweetly pretty describes you floral treasures very well.

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  3. Floral treasures is exactly what they are! Good description, and they are all the more precious and appreciated for blooming in the depths of winter. A

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  4. Yes, sweetly pretty, as is the little glass vase itself - and is that a sprig of wallflower in it?

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    1. It is indeed a wallflower! It is the first to bloom and there are quite a number of other three year old plants which are looking very robust and promising! A

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  5. They're very pretty, Amanda, and have me regretting that I ignored the Cyclamen in my greenhouse yet again this week. Next week!

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    1. Look forward to seeing your little winter beauties. I bet they are a treat! A

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