tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339187472078582711.post407951847241931562..comments2024-01-27T07:12:58.318+01:00Comments on Of life, laughter and liturgy . . .: Word of the week - PimaveraJanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04405344181636487394noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339187472078582711.post-68211388966999680982009-03-30T16:49:00.000+02:002009-03-30T16:49:00.000+02:00Many, many years ago - when I was a child - I went...Many, many years ago - when I was a child - I went "primrose scrumping" in woods of the Marquis of Hertford's estate - I seem to remember either he or his gamekeeper told us to get out. these days I just love to see primroses growing naturally on their primrose hills and hummocks. The flowers seems so sad when they are picked.Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04405344181636487394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339187472078582711.post-13984012185891455472009-03-30T10:28:00.000+02:002009-03-30T10:28:00.000+02:00I think these are beautiful. We have some at Hadfi...I think these are beautiful. We have some at Hadfield in Derbyshire out now. My favourite place to see them is in the high sided green lanes of Devon south of Dartmoor where Bob's sister lives.janetleeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18410746539743237685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7339187472078582711.post-26381036076563866682009-03-29T18:32:00.000+02:002009-03-29T18:32:00.000+02:00I love these flowers, so simple, and here before w...I love these flowers, so simple, and here before winter is really gone, to help us believe that spring is actually on its way.Hansuli John Gerberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07717865156873011093noreply@blogger.com