I could send a Valentine greeting, but you know, that is not on the cards
I will just have to leave hearts and flowers to all the romantics and bards.
There will not be a candlelit supper, nor bottles of champagne on ice
And it’s too wet for moonlit romancing, ‘cause in wellies you’d have to think twice!
There will not be a bouquet delivered, no chocolates to go to my waist,
Nor a table for two in a corner for dining with exquisite taste.
But don’t think for a minute I’m lonesome, I’ve got it all sussed, don’t you see…
I’ll just snuggle up by the fire with a small dog asleep on my knee.
And her snores can replace gentle music, then she’ll look at me just in that way…
And I know that her mischief and laughter will tell me I’m loved every day.
I don’t need the cards and the flowers, I don’t need the satin and lace,
I only want eyes to laugh with me, and a warm, open smile on a face.
It isn’t about buying presents, it isn’t about what to do…
If just one day a year is for romance then to me that is not loving true.
It’s the ordinary moments that matter, the sharing, the comfort, the love,
Not fluffy pink hearts on the one-day-a-year all delivered by carrier-dove.
I remember the teenager watching to see if the postman came through…
And the one dreadful year when he didn’t… and boy was that teenager blue!
For the day builds up this expectation, and can leave us alone and forlorn
When you’re waiting in vain for the postman, who forgets you on Valentine’s morn.
Just in case there is misunderstanding, I’m a female as bad as the rest,
And a beautiful, romantic gesture, will kindle the flame in my breast.
Yet a single red rose may be lovely, but once cut it will never survive,
But a rose that is rooted securely in earth will continue to flower and thrive.
But it needn’t be champagne and roses, it is easy to show that we care…
All it takes is a word or a touch or a smile just to show that you want to be there.
For there is no one day when it matters to show that the feeling is true…
It matters just knowing the one in your heart holds a place in their heart just for you.
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Beautiful Sue! Have a happy day.jx
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You too 🙂 x
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Happy Valentine’s Day, Sue! You are loved by so many, xoxo Alethea
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Happy Valentine’s Day to you also, Alethea.
Thank you xxx
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Great post and beautiful photos! Happy Valentine’s Day. Blessings, Natalie 🙂
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beautiful sue, and happy valentine’s day to you and ani )
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Thank you Beth… to you too!
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Dear Sue, we agree with your sentiments completely. You are so right about a rooted rose giving joy longer than a cut one, but the cut ones are still most welcomed by me 😉 Perhaps when they aren’t being flown in from South American, though. I hope your day, and your week, are wrapped in love. As so often happens, we were thinking along the same lines. You’ll see if you peak at FG. Much love, XXX WG
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I did a little while ago 🙂
I too love flowers… and realised the lifetime ambition of actually getting that knock on the door with a huge bouquet delivered this year… and NOT for a funeral! I can be as girly as the next… but a delivery of flowers that came from dear friends in Scotland a few years ago… roses with roots on… fill the garden with perfume and colour every year and with every bloom I am reminded of what a gift friendship is. x
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Roses with roots on…. what a wonderful gift. So glad the bouquet found you this year, Sue. You should be surrounded in flowers, always. I remember the Mothers Day, long ago now, when all I wanted was a rose bush to plant by the front door. It was Eden, and a wonderful gift. Every spring and summer covered in fragrant flowers.
Sorry for the long absence on line. My energy finally is returning. Love, XX E
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Glad to see you back and feeling a little better!
Most of my garden has ‘history’. It isn’t tidy or planned… it just grows with the occasional ‘trim’. Thats why I love it. xx
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Thank you, Sue. Some of us just remain a little on the wild side, don’t we? Never fully domesticated or tamed. Just laughed over your ginger nut poem. Wonderful! We get a “triple ginger” at Trader Joes which has little bits of crystallized ginger all through. Much to tough to eat without a bit of a dunk first… May your garden be always full of beauty. XX E
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The eyebrows shot up at the crystallised ginger… they sound heavenly!
🙂 x
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😉 Best I’ve had anywhere. And yes, addictive…. And then there was the wonderful hostess at our favorite restaurant last night, also a friend, who brought me a cup of her own stash of ginger tea with honey. What love 😉
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You know I’m heading for the kitchen about now…. 🙂
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😉 Proudly so, I hope. Past tea time there, isn’t it? Have you worked through again?
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Might have done….I seem to have missed lunch again too…:-)
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Ani should you you better trained. Time comes when we can function on pure energy, but the cup of tea and biscuit is such a comfort. Please take care of yourself.
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Yes, definitely time for tea… I fed Ani hours ago… she’s asleep or she would have reminded me…x
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😉 I’m sending a link to your “Walking In Circles” to my brother and sister in law who recently moved back here from Shefflield. I know they’ll love the photos, and will likely recognize many of the spots.
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Yes, they probably will 🙂 Tell them it is the road above the Peacock and the one at Curbar gap.
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Will do. They badly want to return- miss it so much. Everything looks so green and springlike in your photos, Sue. Even my rosemary shrubs look brown and trodden here. A grey day with heavy skies and rain, like Narnia before Lucy….
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It is very odd here. England tends to be green all year… but all the spring greens are up in the fields already… and with all the rain those places where there has been no flooding are well ahead in the growing, though we still have all the frosts and snow to come, I imagine.
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Yes, it is possible. I’m glad to see you are not directly affected by the flooding. We’ve been keeping up with the weather there and the terrific flooding in so many areas, and the wind. I am ready to start working outside, but believe we have more snow and cold coming here, too. The blooming of the holy thorn is a bit early.. am I seeing your photo correctly? And flowers in the garden at Glastonbury??
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The Holy Thorn blooms at Christmas and Easter… and it was on time at Christmas. But yes, there are a lot of flowers in bloom here.. I still have the odd rose in flower as well as the snowdrops and primroses… and a whole carpet of purple crocuses in flower at Glastonbury Abbey.
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you saw our first snowdrop, and I found another today. No crocus yet, but they will come on soon. What a mild winter you must have had to have the roses through January. Our Violas are sending out a bloom here and there. Would love to be able to keep primroses going season to season- so hot here in summer it is a treat to see one survive.
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Yes it has been cold, but little real frost as yet which is very unusual.Even the hard frost didn’t seem to bother the roses.. a white ‘Virgo’…hardy thing it is!
I have a small clump of snowdrops, but there were wide swathes of wild ones in the woods in Somerset…beautiful.
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Did you get photos? I’ve been admiring your white rose photos, and appreciate knowing the cultivar name. I’m sure you know that in some circles, the only appropriate response when asked one’s favorite flower is, ” a white rose.” Virgo has such a sweet form. I certainly hope no frost comes to England this late in the season.
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Winter often doesn’t hit till Feb/March here.. so there is time yet. Though for once i could happily live without a hard winter. Too much driving to do.
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yes- and finishing your research. We’ve had snow for Easter on occasion.
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I recall a May Day wedding under three foot of unexpected snow.. but I think thats the worst here…
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With this crazy weather lately, hard to know what to expect anymore. I’m in the midst of organizing an art show for May 16-18 in our community. We are hoping for good weather so we can have some exhibits outside. I’m back and forth chatting with you and fellow organizers right now 😉
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Sounds good… hard to think May is so close now! 🙂
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😉 When will Nick fly home?
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He’s home.
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I hope he is OK Sue.
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Sort of.
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Am so sorry, Sue, that he wasn’t able to stay longer.
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So am I x
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Thank you for the “likes”, Sue, I see you did take a look at our roses from last June. Love, WG
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I did indeed 🙂
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