Smiling Oleander
Blane says when I talk in my sleep, it is often about flowers.
One time he told me I shot upright during the night mumbling, “Pink, pink, pink, pink, pink…”
“Pink what?” he asked.
“Flowwwwwwwers…” I said as my head crashed back into the pillow.
I think they love me too.
michele said,
May 10, 2008 at 7:18 am
Pink, yes!
Nice pic, is that from your garden?
Kitty said,
May 10, 2008 at 2:08 pm
Yeah, that is from the garden. It’s a bush that gets about 10 feet high.
videoxy said,
May 11, 2008 at 9:42 am
That’s so sweet. Like you are talking the language of the faeries when you sleep. You a very magical. Happy Mother’s Day!
Kitty said,
May 11, 2008 at 11:14 pm
Thanks, happy mother’s day to you too.