Bee Nee
Let the Tigers Come...
One day, for instance, when she was speaking of her four thorns, she said to the little prince:
"Let the tigers come with their claws!"
"There are no tigers on my planet," the little prince objected. "And, anyway, tigers do not eat weeds."
"I am not a weed," the flower replied, sweetly.
"Please excuse me . . ."
"I am not at all afraid of tigers," she went on, "but I have a horror of drafts. I suppose you wouldn't have a screen for me?"
"A horror of drafts--that is bad luck, for a plant," remarked the little prince, and added to himself, "This flower is a very complex creature . . ." (Antoine de Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince)
I am not exactly sure why but roses have fascinated me over the last few weeks - they are immensely beautiful beings. Well, their time is almost over now, and the last few buds may not survive the first cold nights...
Let the Tigers Come...
One day, for instance, when she was speaking of her four thorns, she said to the little prince:
"Let the tigers come with their claws!"
"There are no tigers on my planet," the little prince objected. "And, anyway, tigers do not eat weeds."
"I am not a weed," the flower replied, sweetly.
"Please excuse me . . ."
"I am not at all afraid of tigers," she went on, "but I have a horror of drafts. I suppose you wouldn't have a screen for me?"
"A horror of drafts--that is bad luck, for a plant," remarked the little prince, and added to himself, "This flower is a very complex creature . . ." (Antoine de Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince)
I am not exactly sure why but roses have fascinated me over the last few weeks - they are immensely beautiful beings. Well, their time is almost over now, and the last few buds may not survive the first cold nights...