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“Sitting under a tree, I studied my options. The fall flowers were in full bloom: verbena, goldenrod, chrysanthemum, and a late-blooming rose. The carefully tended city beds around the park held layers of textured evergreen but little color. I set to work, considering height, density, texture, and layers of scent, removing touch-damaged petals with careful pinches. When I had finished, spiraling white mums emerged from a cushion of snow-colored verbena, and clusters of pale climbing roses circled and dripped over the edge of a tightly wrapped nosegay. I removed every thorn. The bouquet was white as a wedding and spoke of prayers, truth, and an unacquainted heart.”

Quote by Vanessa Diffenbaugh

Book:The Language of Flowers
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The Language of Flowers

This book delves into the rich history and cultural significance of flowers, using them as a metaphor for human emotions and relationships. more

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Vanessa Diffenbaugh
Vanessa Diffenbaugh

Vanessa Diffenbaugh is an American author of novels, born in 1978. Her works are known for their deep character development and engaging storytelling. Diffenbaugh's novels often explore social issues such as the challenges faced by teenagers, family relationships, and identity. more

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