My mother gave me a few days, three bulbs in a pot. I did not know what will come of it, so I waited. The result are these beautiful hyacinths and now when I walk into the kitchen, it smells great after the flowers. In addition, is tomorrow's much nicer if the coffee making to a beautifully blooming flowers look (Hui, a B-alliteration ^ ^):
My mother said though, the blooming purple, but with pink I have nothing ;)
I'm not exactly have the knack terms flowers, but apparently some of the hyacinths hold and forgive me my green thumb ...
xoxo Sissy
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