All the names I know from nurse:

Gardner’s garters, shepherd’s purse:

Bachelor’s buttons, lady’s smock,

And the lady hollyhock.

Fairy places, fairy things,

Fairy woods where the wild bee wings,

Tiny trees for tiny dames-

These must all be fairy names!

Tiny woods below those boughs

Shady fairies weave a house;

Tiny treetops, rose or thyme,

Where the braver fairies climb!

Fair are grown-up people’s trees,

But the fairest woods are these;

Where, if I were not so tall,

I should live for good and all.

Robert Louis Stevenson

Stop and smell the roses today πŸ™‚

Love,

Tickled Red

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