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I have always loved these little flowers but since my wonderful grandfather died of Dementia they hold an even more special place in my heart.
What he went through was unbearable for him and for us as a family.
But whenever I see these beautiful little flowers they always remind me of him.
Truly great friends are hard to find, difficult to leave, and impossible to forget
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HenryTimisela Photography (c)
for Dutch Streets
She was standing on her own here, that's why her hair is kinda in her face. I didn't wanna touch her to move it and risk her falling lmao.
I adore forget-me-nots. These are from a clump I transplanted from my parents garden.
Happy memories :D
I took several pics of the towers the day before 9/11. I remember 9/11 in NY like nightmare. I still didn't go back.
They are still my favorite buildings. I loved the simple beauty.
analog by Nikon and scanned.
Forget traffic,
Forget your commute,
Forget everything else behind you.
Just don't forget where you parked.
*beep* *beep*
Develop interest in life as you see it; in People, Things, Literature, Music - the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget Yourself.
~Henry Miller~
Myosotis (pronounced /ˌmaɪ.əˈsoʊtɪs/;from the Greek: "mouse's ear", after the leaf) is a genus of flowering plants in the family Boraginaceae that are commonly called Forget-me-nots. Its common name was calqued from the French, "ne m'oubliez pas" and first used in English in c.1532. Similar names and variations are found in many languages.
In a German legend, God named all the plants when a tiny unnamed one cried out, "Forget-me-not, O Lord!" God replied, "That shall be your name." In another legend, the little flower cried out, "Forget-me-not!" as Adam and Eve left the Garden of Eden.
The Christ Child was sitting on Mary's lap one day and said that he wished that future generations could see her eyes. He touched her eyes and then waved his hand over the ground and blue forget-me-nots appeared, hence the name forget-me-not.
Henry IV adopted the flower as his symbol during his exile in 1398, and retained the symbol upon his return to England the following year.
In the 15th century Germany, it was supposed that the wearers of the flower would not be forgotten by their lovers. Legend has it that in medieval times, a knight and his lady were walking along the side of a river. He picked a posy of flowers, but because of the weight of his armour he fell into the river. As he was drowning he threw the posy to his loved one and shouted "Forget-me-not". This is a flower connected with romance and tragic fate. It was often worn by ladies as a sign of faithfulness and enduring love. Most people use these in weddings for love.
Source: Wikipedia
'Cause after all
I'll see you sometime maybe
When I can't recall
How you drove me crazy
Forget about it
When forever's over
I won't remember how much
I loved you anymore
She just wanted to be "back home”…but with so much passion, also wanted to forget it.
I “snuck” this photo…obviously, I was no match for her.
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My mother-in-law gave me some of the Forget-me-not; from her garden. :D
See the rest of them!