"We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations."

Anaïs Nin

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Impatience du Zaïre

Peaceful Mousie managed to grow a beautiful plant given by her sister...the flowers are really gorgeous ! Click on the picture, in Alexine's blog you'll see more !