'In Your Body is the Garden of Flowers - A Tapestry of Tales' is a dreamlike voyage that takes the reader through a multilevel scape of stories that weave together. It is a hazy work of fiction that masks many lucid truths. Nothing seems quite real in these tales, as the reader is taken almost imperceptibly through the door of each one. There are two principle narrative threads running simultaneously; each distinct yet somehow interlinked. As if a metaphor for our current sense of reality, the tales make us question the very validity of our waking hours. Beguiling and enchanting.
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1856 edition. Excerpt: ... Anemone.... Forsaken. Anemone was a nymph, beloved by Zephyr. Flora, jealous of her, banished her from her court, and transformed her into a flower, that blows before the return of spring. Zephyr has abandoned this unhappy beauty to the rude caresses of Boreas, who, unable to gain her love, harshly shakes her, half opens her blossoms, and causes her immediately to fade. An Anemone, with these words, Brevis est usus--" Her reign is short"--is touchingly expressive of the transitory nature of beauty. In spring the green woods of merry England are covered with the flowers of the Anemone. Turn the eye whichever way you will, there it greets you like " a pleasant thought;" it forms a bed of flowers around the foot of the mighty oak, and below the tangling brambles, which you may peep between, but cannot pass, --there, also, are its pearly blossoms bending. The Greeks named it the flower of the Wind, and so plentiful is it in our country that we might fancy the breeze had blown it everywhere. The gaudy Anemone of the garden, the emblem of forsaken love, is known to all; but our favourites are the uncultivated offspring of the windy woods, which come long before the broad green leaves hang overhead to shelter them. All flowers will droop in absence of the sun That waked their sweets. D.ryden, Farewell! I've loved thee much!--I feel That my idolatry was deep; I know my heart can never heal, Till in the grave my passions sleep. Yet I upbraid thee not, my love; 'Twas all I had to offer thee, Love in its own simplicity. How could I deem thou wouldst approve? How hope to draw an angel from above? Willis.....Friendship. The Acacia is a native of North America, from Canada to the Carolinas, and was consecrated by the Indians to the goddess of chaste...
Coloring is a great way to relax and grayscale coloring is no exception. This book contains 35 high quality, original, detailed grayscale photographs of flowers and leaves waiting for your creativity and imagination! The pictures are highly detailed and printed on single sided pages. They can be colored with pencils, ink, chalk, markers, gel pens... Whatever you choose! Just be sure to place a blotter page between the pages to protect the other pictures from any bleed through. Don't be intimidated by grayscale! Just follow the shading and highlights of the photograph and your end results will surprise you!
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