Six Word Saturday – Lifeblood

Had enough of doctors this week so my six word stone is relative…

precious
life
see
red
blood
pumping

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Father’s Day

I take my Dad to the garden centre – he wants some border plants and when I say that I will buy him some for Father’s Day he tells me that he is looking for a perennial. A riot of bright colours catch his eye and he goes pottering off around the spindly stalks and differently textured leaves. I get side-tracked by the bird-baths and plan where I could place one to benefit all occupants of my garden.
Joining my father, I am pleased to see that he is like a little boy in a sweet shop; rooting around with obvious delight and we start to gather some passable specimens. Then he spots a foxglove.
Digitalis” he says, “Reminds me of my Dad. When he was ill, before he died, he was taking digitalis tablets…”
I look at the vivacious pink, goblet-shaped flowers with their speckled animal-print throats and think they are rather attractive in a sort of juicy-red-apple-offered-to-Eve way. We leave with a boot full of plants and, in prize position, the towering foxglove for my Dad to remember his Dad on Father’s Day.

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