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JudithK ([personal profile] julchen11) wrote2008-02-11 08:04 pm
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It's a birthday

The Meaning of flowers

Balm -  Sympathy
Basil - Best Wishes
Chrysanthemum - Love
Daisy - Innocence
Gardenia - Ecstasy
Ivy - Friendship
Jasmine - Grace 
Lavender - Luck
Lily of the  Valley - Purity, return of happiness
Calla - Beauty
Pansy - Loving thoughts
Yellow Rose - Friendship
Blue violet - Faithfulness
champagne Rose - you are tender and loving

Happy birthday dear [personal profile] gardnerhill

With these flowers I wish you all the very best, a wonderful day with lots of love and joy. 

Thank you for being my friend! 

Lots of love and birthday hugs, 
Julchen

[identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com 2008-02-12 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you so much! Oh, they're lovely. And your icon is a joy to this amateur gardener. (Reminds me, I should plant some sugar peas in my patch -- February is the true beginning of spring in California.)

I'm making rum truffles to bring to work -- no fewer than four of the people in my office share this birthday!

[identity profile] gardnerhill.livejournal.com 2008-02-14 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
And - not to leave you out! - here is YOUR birthday mathom, me dear. (Sorry it's a day or so late.) Everybody who sent me birthday greetings gets a ficlet.

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Title: Dropping Eaves
Author: Gardnerhill
Word Count: 100
Pairing: F/S
Rating: G


Beautiful music reached the hobbits' ears. Frodo sat up in the crotch of a tree, his book forgotten; Sam looked up from the simple supper he cooked for them both.

The words of the song were in Quenya.

"Sam!" Frodo whispered, his face alight. "Wood-Elves!"

They ran to the crest of the small woody hill and watched the procession from behind a hillock. The Elves bore lanterns and sang of Elbereth.

Sam sniffed. "Makes me happy, watching them."

"Why shouldn't it, Sam?" Frodo pulled his friend close and nuzzled the white hair at Sam's temple. "They've come home at last."

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