My sleeves are full of rain. To me the scent of English roses. Oli brought me a beautiful rose bush, a kind of English roses, the smell of sweet dreams. My first birthday gift this year, actually I'd prefer a law-toaster, if I were asked. As siblings, we share lion-like pattern and perspective.We are solitary and have a penchant for strange.
He came several months ago from Taiwan, experimenting in a ultra-conservative research institute, has actually worked for hours and preferably with plants. He loves orchids.
Me, too.
I complained in the rain and let him carry it all. He told me that plants love rain. They will never rot in the water when the water comes out of the sky. But they would rot if the water comes from the tap.
I am amazed! How do the plants are there? Water is only H two O!
Where the orchids grow anyway? He said they are growing on the tree or under the tree. Actually they are unwillingly and solitary life in the group together.
The orchids are with me, in his opinion, quite ordinary nice variety – unpretentious and beautiful. These orchids can be put together on the same window sill as I do. Because they no longer have this peculiarity, want to be alone. What does he mean by that?
He was like a doctor who examined my orchids. He said that one must not look at the flowers, one needs only to look at the leaves and roots, then you know how it goes one orchid. Orchid does not lie. When I heard it, I was speechless.
He drove on. He told me of his orchid fetish. He does find my orchids quite nice, but there were not his case. There were orchids in something like the tea – tea-friendly rather, to be the trend and should appeal to all consumers. My orchids are of such. They are beautiful, kind and diligent in bloom, but have no character. He prefers those orchids that flower show asymmetrical or whose flowers look unapart. He claims such a character full orchids. Because they are not bred, not designated and not “predictable”. He collected these orchid at all costs.
Funny, why do we fly to the design of furniture and clothes?
It's just like the tea! Meanwhile, I poured a pot of tea for us, one of scurrilous Oolong Atong. This Rougui Dongpian was made in December 2010 from the infected fPflückgut of cicadas. He was so very beautiful and rare. Atong gave it to me and I should like to have. Ehrlich added, I found him like a pea soup and I do not understand my teacher. Out of respect for him, I pick up this tea. Few weeks and months later transformed the tea itself. From the pea soup I get fine note of linden blossom honey and full cup of sweet flower nectar. The grade of pea soup disappears and I get the respect of my great teacher. How does he know that can be nectar from flowers of pea soup?
I recalled his words. He said he had no idea of Pflückgut. He'm just out of the Fund available for the best.
Oli tried to “educate” my orchids a little. My fingers were not as gentle as his and tore one of two expected to blossom branches. My disappointment was not to be overlooked. He laughed and consoled myself with the wisdom that this orchid can now use the energy for the single flowering branches. Never one to disappoint orchids. If they maintain with love, you will be rewarded with glory.
This is exactly like tea!
My sleeves were full of rain. Maybe the water nourishes me from the high heavens that I do not know. And maybe the water from the sky just over H two O..