One cute little fellow stole her hair-ribbon, and another tried to snatch the flowers out of her hat.
Howie's total conversational contributions, if not discussing his flowers, were hovering entreaties if everyone had enough to eat or drink.
"Don't worry, flowers," she murmured as she entered the elevator.
How about flowers that bloom in different colors when they are on top of land mines?
Tucked into the braids were delicate flowers that circled her head like a golden crown.
Down in the lower pastures there are already some flowers in bloom.
She'd kept the flowers around Jonny's bed as fresh as the day they arrived last week.
Evelyn handled it all with cheerfulness while Kiera stressed over the shade of flowers clashing with the décor, and the cake containing nuts, which Romas was allergic to.
She talks forward of the spring; seeing the flowers and the young people riding on these new wheels called bicycles, but I think to myself she'll not last the winter.
Still, it sure would be nice to have someone open doors, send flowers, and compliment her on a nice dress or a job well done.
There was no humidity, an ideal temperature and enough of a breeze to perfume the air with the zillion flowers recently wakened after a tough winter or perhaps just planted to welcome the approaching summer season.
Carmen had chosen the colors pastel violet and light gray, with the theme being hearts and the flowers being forget-me-nots.
In his hand was a bouquet of wild flowers, which he promptly threw to the side when he saw her on the floor.
Damian's wine goblet was never empty during the day, and he always had well-cared-for boots and more fresh flowers in his room than Darian.
In this room it was almost dark; only two tiny lamps were burning before the icons and there was a pleasant scent of flowers and burnt pastilles.
Its cool year-round creek and rolling hills dotted with wild flowers filled her dreams at night – beckoned.
She knelt beside her father's grave to place flowers, then rose and turned.
Gradually winter released its grip and flowers erupted from the ground in celebration of spring.
This causes them to be drawn to those flowers in their search of pollen.
"I thought bees were attracted to flowers by sight and smell," I said.
Until the attack was defended and defeated, Christmas mornings, autumn leaves, spring flowers and summer picnics were no more than passing dreams.
The dining room table is cherry and topped with fresh flowers in a crystal bowl.
I followed about twenty lost souls up a rickety flight of stairs to a brightly lighted room, smelling of flowers and candles.
Wild flowers had become a hobby of Cynthia's since coming to Ouray County.
The wild flowers are spectacular in Yankee Boy Basin and with this weather, we'll have the place to ourselves.
It was clear he had no intention of crushing the wild flowers for the final leg of the trip, although he didn't comment on the Deans having done so earlier.
There were lots of pretty flowers down below but he kept driving.
Deidre paced through the garden, not really interested in the blooming flowers, statuary or neat rows of hedges.
The human senses that made her gasp at the colors of spring flowers were also ill-made to defend them against Immortals and deities.
Taking pity on the sad flowers, she bought a bunch before continuing on her journey home.
Entertained by her pep talk with the flowers, Deidre reached her towering apartment building a short time later and paused to collect the mail.
That's probably true, but it is fun, and you find the most interesting flowers here in the woods.
The forest floor was rocky, with occasional yellow flowers and some kind of ground cover with tiny blue flowers.
I picked some yellow flowers to go in her hair, but she said they looked better in a vase.
He shivered at the taste of night-blooming flowers and the salty ocean on the cool breeze.
Taran stepped into a cavernous bedchamber lit by low burning hearths and scented by the white flowers sitting in each window.
She'd been wearing pale pink, as innocent as the flowers that fell from blooming apple trees and caught in her hair.
Through her tears the old Oak tree stood tall, the flowers at its base waving softly in the breeze.
The sun peered over the ocean to the north while blooming apple trees sprinkled their flowers into piles in a cool sea breeze.
Darian studied him a moment before his gaze went to the flowers floating from the apple trees.
For some reason, the flowers under that tree made her feel uneasy.
She remembered the flowers in his hand that day.