One cute little fellow stole her hair-ribbon, and another tried to snatch the flowers out of her hat.
She took the flowers and put them into a vase.
Howie's total conversational contributions, if not discussing his flowers, were hovering entreaties if everyone had enough to eat or drink.
The flowers did not seem to give her pleasure, and she was very quiet while we stayed there.
"Looking for flowers again?" he asked dryly.
She walked slowly, taking in everything from the patches of blue sky visible through the trees to the spring flowers sprinkling the forest floor.
Down in the lower pastures there are already some flowers in bloom.
"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.
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.
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.
"One of these wreaths." said the queen, "is made of flowers plucked from your garden.
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.
A slow waltz began playing and she closed her eyes, imagining the bright sunlight and flowers bursting from swollen buds.
She remembered the flowers in his hand that day.
The other is made of artificial flowers, shaped and colored by a skillful artist.
In it there are numberless trees and flowers and rivers and waterfalls, and other things to make the heart glad.
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.
I placed flowers on her road side resting place.
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.
But even when it's overcast, like today, you can get some interesting images; not so much close ups, but distance shots, with fog rolling down the valley and blankets of flowers shrouded in mist.
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.
Her gaze lingered on a small bunch of colorful flowers hugging the base of a tree.
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.
There was nothing at all within a few feet of him, aside from knee-high wild flowers waving happily in the spring breeze.
The scent of pine and blooming flowers was thick in the air.
She placed a bouquet of brightly colored flowers on the table.
He wouldn't be caught dead with a bouquet of wildflowers and there was no way he was going to waste money on flowers that would wither and die within a week.
If he were in a grave—in a cemetery somewhere—I could go there and put flowers on it.
Matching flowers spilled gracefully down the smooth cake.
Jewelry, flowers, candy... any suggestions?
For some reason, the flowers under that tree made her feel uneasy.
The flowers should have made her feel cheerful, but they ushered in that dark feeling instead.
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.
She'd been wearing pale pink, as innocent as the flowers that fell from blooming apple trees and caught in her hair.
Taran stepped into a cavernous bedchamber lit by low burning hearths and scented by the white flowers sitting in each window.
That's probably true, but it is fun, and you find the most interesting flowers here in the woods.
Dorothy and Zeb now got out of the buggy and walked beside the Prince, so that they might see and examine the flowers and plants better.
Fruits and flowers grew plentifully all about, and there were many of the delicious damas that the people of Voe were so fond of.
There were odd wooden houses, with carved wooden flowers in the front yards.
The tops of their heads had no hair, but were carved into a variety of fantastic shapes, some having a row of points or balls around the top, others designs resembling flowers or vegetables, and still others having squares that looked like waffles cut criss-cross on their heads.
"Look at the flowers carefully," said the queen, "and let us have your answer."
He remembered that he had seen many bees flying among these flowers and gathering honey from them.
But during the first nineteen months of my life I had caught glimpses of broad, green fields, a luminous sky, trees and flowers which the darkness that followed could not wholly blot out.
She linked my earliest thoughts with nature, and made me feel that "birds and flowers and I were happy peers."
We always returned to the cottage with armfuls of laurel, goldenrod, ferns and gorgeous swamp-flowers such as grow only in the South.
Cotton has pretty white and red flowers on it.
Teacher and I went to walk in the yard, and I learned about how flowers and trees grow.
Many very handsome houses and large soft green lawns around them and trees and bright flowers and fountains.
I rode on Carrie's tricicle and picked flowers and ate fruit and hopped and skipped and danced and went to ride.
Many years ago, before people came to live on the earth, great trees and tall grasses and huge ferns and all the beautiful flowers cover the earth.
We would talk about the birds and flowers and grass and Jumbo and Pearl.
All the beautiful flowers are in bloom now.
When I walk out in my garden I cannot see the beautiful flowers but I know that they are all around me; for is not the air sweet with their fragrance?
I love you very dearly, because you have taught me so many lovely things about flowers, and birds, and people.
Lady Meath said she would like to see your flowers, and hear the mocking-birds sing.
The flowers were wilted, but the kind thought which came with them was as sweet and as fresh as newly pulled violets.
They do not make honey for us, like the bees, but many of them are as beautiful as the flowers they light upon, and they always delight the hearts of little children.
All the love that is in our hearts comes from him, as all the light which is in the flowers comes from the sun.
Of course the sun did not shine, but we had great open wood fires in the rooms, which were all very sweet with roses and other flowers, which were sent to me from distant friends; and fruits of all kinds from California and other places.
Tomorrow April will hide her tears and blushes beneath the flowers of lovely May.
A lady seemed surprised that I loved flowers when I could not see their beautiful colors, and when I assured her I did love them, she said, "no doubt you feel the colors with your fingers."
We gladly allowed her to use freely our library of embossed books, our collection of stuffed animals, sea-shells, models of flowers and plants, and the rest of our apparatus for instructing the blind through the sense of touch.
She wanted to know if men were shooting in the sky when she felt the thunder, and if the trees and flowers drank all the rain.
Robert and I will run and jump and hop and dance and swing and talk about birds and flowers and trees and grass and Jumbo and Pearl will go with us.
On entering a greenhouse her countenance becomes radiant, and she will tell the names of the flowers with which she is familiar, by the sense of smell alone.
She smelt of the flowers, but showed no desire to pluck them; and, when I gathered a few for her, she refused to have them pinned on her dress.
She would say, when speaking of the growth of a plant, "Mother Nature sends the sunshine and the rain to make the trees and the grass and the flowers grow."
She is the mother of everything; the flowers and trees and winds.
'All its birds and all its blossoms, all its flowers and all its grasses.'
"Lazy roses, wake up," said he, giving the branches a gentle shake; but only the dew fell off in bright drops, and the flowers were still shut up.
The flowers were still asleep.
"The leaves are as lovely as the flowers!" cried they, in their delight.
It is wonderful to see flowers bloom in the midst of a snow-storm!
Near the end of May, the sand cherry (Cerasus pumila) adorned the sides of the path with its delicate flowers arranged in umbels cylindrically about its short stems, which last, in the fall, weighed down with good-sized and handsome cherries, fell over in wreaths like rays on every side.
They looked in the pond and at the flowers, and improved their time.
Instead of the white lily, which requires mud, or the common sweet flag, the blue flag (Iris versicolor) grows thinly in the pure water, rising from the stony bottom all around the shore, where it is visited by hummingbirds in June; and the color both of its bluish blades and its flowers and especially their reflections, is in singular harmony with the glaucous water.
The birds with their plumage and their notes are in harmony with the flowers, but what youth or maiden conspires with the wild luxuriant beauty of Nature?
If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more elastic, more starry, more immortal--that is your success.
The vivacious lilac still grows, unfolding its sweet-scented flowers each spring.
The birches with their sticky green leaves were motionless, and lilac-colored flowers and the first blades of green grass were pushing up and lifting last year's leaves.
The scent of flowers came in at the window.
A beekeeper, seeing the bee collect pollen from flowers and carry it to the hive, says that it exists to gather honey.
I saw some flowers in the woods and went to look at them.
The smell of the flowers alone would have kept me up.
Wild flowers had become a hobby of Cynthia's since coming to Ouray County.
"I just wanted to pick some flowers," he said.
He shivered at the taste of night-blooming flowers and the salty ocean on the cool breeze.
I picked some yellow flowers to go in her hair, but she said they looked better in a vase.
The forest floor was rocky, with occasional yellow flowers and some kind of ground cover with tiny blue flowers.
I was delighted to receive the flowers from home.
I love the beautiful spring, because the budding trees and the blossoming flowers and the tender green leaves fill my heart with joy.