Photo Stone #19

Told my sister
of these rather exotic
daisies, I had seen
the night before.
She asked what color
they were. “Pink.”
She stepped to the patio
window, pointed out
to far corner
and said,
They’re called
Cone Flowers.
I looked, and there
they were.
“They make me
think of
Badminton Birdies.”
We both started
We were never
very good
at Badminton.

Elizabeth Crawford  8/26/11



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5 Responses to Photo Stone #19

  1. Mary says:

    Ah yes, Elizabeth, they DO look like badminton birdies indeed, a game I used to play in the backyard in summer! (I do love cone flowers!)


  2. anl4 says:

    hummmm…. interesting that you don’t have to be good at badminton to appreciate a flower! I also love these pink flowers!


  3. I love this! Badminton birdies! My sister and I were sitting out on the porch as evening fell last night, too. Sisterly laughter. So nice at the end of the day.


  4. gospelwriter says:

    They do look like badminton birdies. Makes me wonder now: why are badminton birdies invariably white, when they could be – pink? 🙂


  5. 1sojournal says:

    Am way behind here, so will simply thank you, one and all for visiting and leaving your kind words.



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