Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts

Tuesday, 4 November 2008

Plastic Flowers for a Birthday


This day the 4th of November, was a special one for one of the household. It was something that Kamila knew about as recently she was the focus of another special day. It was someone's birthday, Roshden Den (Birthday Day) as they call it here in Bulgaria.

Yesterday Kamila had taken a trip to the shops to buy some chocolates and some flowers, she had been saving up over the last few weeks for this and was very excited at the prospect of giving rather than taking for a change. She originally was going to buy some 'real' flowers but then remembered that they were going to be far too expensive. We suggested she tries the 1 leva shop, which sells plastic flowers as bargain prices and that's exactly where she went.

Today the flowers and chocolates were presented to the birthday Baba who is 85 today. She was extremely happy with the flowers and said that plastic one were far better that the real ones as they last for ever! Kamila's knew exactly what she was talking about as she had experience of the arguement between real and plastic flowers before.

The celebrations will continue this evening after work and more chocolates will be passed around; we had already had some at 7:00 this morning. Kamila is very much looking forward to that, she just loves parties.
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Wednesday, 16 July 2008

No Scent Today

Well for the first time in ages it was raining in Yambol. The daily garden walk was cancelled with a view of perhaps doing it this afternoon. It is always very heavy rain but never for too long in Yambol as Kamila discovered.

Kamila never gets bored, she is always thinking, looking and learning wherever she is. Then she caught a glimse of a flower and after yesterday she wanted to smell the scent again. But before we could tell her that this particular flower didn't have a smell, she was up there sticking her nose in and sniffing at it.

Well she found out for herself why is didn't smell when she said, "It this a real flower?"

"No, it is just nice to look at and doesn't die because it is made out of coloured cloth material." we explained.

Kamila paused and we weren't to sure whether she was going to be disappointed.

Before very long the thoughtful Kamila smiled at us and said, "That's great, a flower that doesn't die, I can look at that flower and it will be pretty forever!"

"Oh Kamila" we sighed, "You are a camel with many pleasant thoughts."
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Tuesday, 15 July 2008

Flower Scent

It was another bright warm sunny morning as the daily walk in the garden took course. Kamila doesn't enjoy this so much, what a difference from wanting to walk rather than having to walk!

Kamila noticed that the garden changes every day things get bigger, another flower appears, the tomatoes change colour and everything feels alive.

Today there was an orange flower that had taken bloom overnight. Kamila walked towards it to take a closer look. "It's beautiful," she said as here nose almost touched it.

"I don't want to move", Kamila went on to say as she was fixed next the the flower.

"Why not Kamila?" we asked with a degree of curiosity.

"I can want to keep this smell with me forever." It was the scent of the flower that sent Kamila into a trance.

We left here there for a good ten minutes before she finally drew away from the lovely scented flower.

"You will see and smell more flowers tomorrow," we said as we went back indoors.

Kamila will now enjoy her walks in the garden even more, what a lucky camel she is.
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Wednesday, 9 July 2008

Garden Walk

It was a lovely morning as Kamila suggested we go for a little walk early before it got to hot. so we did.

Looking at all the plants as we walked along was very interesting for Kamila, some of the flowers ans shrubs growing there had net been seen before, it was all new.

After stretching our legs we went back into the coolness of the house and promised ourselves we'd do this more regularly in the future.

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