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I’m having trouble with the current book. I’m at a crossroad in the plot and I can’t decide which way to go. At the moment, both roads seem to lead to a quagmire.
So I’ve been thinking about flowers, specifically about delphiniums.
When I was a child, I had a book of poems by A.A. Milne, “When We Were Very Young.” In that book was a poem about a dormouse:
There once was a Dormouse who lived in a bed
Of delphiniums (blue) and geraniums (red)
And all the day long he’d a wonderful view
of geraniums (red) and delphiniums (blue)