Bunga Di Pot Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kyra is sure that the hallway will be passed frequently. Kyra's gaze is fixed on a small table placed on the side of the hallway. At the top of the table is a pot of peace lily flowers. Kyra approaches the plant with that beautiful white flower. She put her hand in her uniform pocket. The woman pulled out a marble-sized camera.

Wouldn't matter even if Malik's whole world turn upside down, he would still come for Moosa. .... Holding the watering pot in her dainty hands, she gently sprayed the droplets of water on the blooming fresh flowers-roses, azaleas, sunflowers and tulips. She loved gardening. All her life, she entertained the thought of having a small cozy garden of her own where she could plant as many flowers as she could and look after them like her children. The flowers talked to her. The flowers were a respite to her chaotic life. There was always this special love she held for flowers that made her heart rejuvenate.

It happens at the thorn too. One minute later, the flower pot, that made from clay, broke. The small rose flower plant, growth immensely and turn into bushes of gigantic beautiful red roses. Vine and filling the half of her house. It was tall enough, until it reached the ceiling. The diameter of each flower is about ten inches.

Stella saw a bonsai with red flower bones and thought it was pretty. “What kind of plant is this? It blooms in the spring.” Stella wanted to touch it. “Wait, don’t touch it!” Zeta had just finished writing the case, and when she turned around to see Stella reaching out to touch the potted plant, she jumped in shock and hurriedly stopped Stella. “Don’t touch that! It’s poisonous!” Stella was stunned and instinctively withdrew her hand. “Poisonous?” ‘How could a potted plant be poisonous…’ Stella thought.

Six egrets had bloomed in rows on a long dangling stalk. Hesitantly, Bianca dragged the earthenware pot closer. Then she took a card between the orchid's leaves. There was a piece of paper inside the small envelope, and then Bianca read the contents. ~ I'm not allowed to approach. So may this flower replace me. Can I? ~ A

I slightly pulled the curtains, inviting the beautiful view of the garden and the pond joined to it, the colorful fishes swimming around. Beside the huge glass window was a white wooden study table with a small pot of cactus above it. There were some books on it too. Beside the study table was a plant stand with ten pot plants arranged on it neatly, the pots were of brass. At the top was that 1.7 million dollar plant...um...what was the name again? Orchid....it was something Orchid? Which Orchid? Senzhen nongke Orchid....right. Now the plant was inside the small brass pot. The roots were pushed inside the mud. The whole plant theme was cute.

I opened the door of my bedroom and pointed my finger at the flower pot I was gifted by that lady named Eve. "Then how will you explain this to me? There is a pot of a living plant in my room. And it has flowers. Look, the one on the left, it bloomed just a few hours ago. Flowers are blooming in hell. Can you explain what is going on here?" I asked him angrily. He snatched his hand away as he went towards the flowers. He examined the flowers. He smelled them and even tried to pluck one. But he was not able to pluck it off for some reason.

There is so much I have to learn. We make our way up to a small but very cute house. There are neighbors around but not right on top of each other. I like that. It’s a very pretty two-story house, big windows. A small front porch with a swing and some potted plants lining the banisters. I see a pot of gardenias, a pot of lavender, and a pot of hibiscus. I am taking mental notes. If this is her home, then those are the flowers she likes.

She felt a gentle hand rubbing her back and she turned to look at Daisy and nodded. She took a deep breath and placed the little casket in the ceramic pot Uncle Pat made. Daisy helped fill in the soil and they planted a miniature rose flower bush in that pot. It was named 'At Last' and Daisy said the apricot coloured blossoms have a sweet fragrance and they attract butterflies. Also Daisy said the plant is robust and can be cared for even by novices like Jacques. The sun started to set when it was time for Jacques to leave for her new 'temporary home'. She didn't know how long she should stay there.

Kenzo said and Yara blushed. They entered the garden and Yara was really amazed by the flowers that were arranged beautifully around the area. There were roses, orchids, tulips, lotus, gazania, water lilies, cherry blossom, bird of paradise, and dahlia. She was smelling each kind and touching their petals. "Like it?" Kenzo asked. "Yeah, this is amazing." Yara said and smiled at Kenzo. All their tantrums a while ago faded.