Friday, February 29, 2008

Bits and Pieces Week - Hyacinths for the Soul

They were my mother's favourite flower. When we gave them to her she would always say, "Hyacinths for the Soul...."

It's from a poem:

If of thy mortal goods thou art bereft,

And from thy slender store two loaves alone to thee are left,

Sell one, and with the dole

Buy hyacinths to feed thy soul.

Moslih Eddin Saadi, Gulistan (Garden of Roses)

Just a little something to help you get through this last, longest day of February.


kimmomofeight said...


margaret atkinson said...

so beautiful, Barb, your mom was the best...xoxoxo

Tara said...

Love the size of the pic, I feel like it was right here in my livingroom!

Barb McMahon said...

Thanks, everyone!

Now, if I could just get the scent of those flowers wafting out from your computer, Tara...

Juliet said...

Oh, how beautiful. And what a wonderful poem, too! Am inspired to rush out and buy some tomorrow!

If only we could transmit smells over the computer. Maybe someone will invent the olfactory equivalent of video clips one day ('YouSmell'? - hmm, perhaps not!)

Barb McMahon said...


The concept is good though. Maybe Smellovision?