Anemone nemorosa represents the genus Anemone in the family Ranunculaceae. Flowering early in the spring, this attractive plant can be also commonly known as wood anemone, windflower, thimbleweed and smell fox.
This perennial attains the height from 5 to 15 cm. Windflower begins flowering after the leaves appear from the ground. The plant’s blossom is about 2 cm across; it is formed of 6-7 tepals with a lot of stamens. Growing in the wild they are typically white, however one can meet also pink, lilac or blue colors. The blooms frequently have a darker cue at the back of its tepals; they do not produce nectar and have no scent at all.
The blossoms are borne on short stems, growing above the foliage with one bloom per stem. The herbaceous plant grows from rhizomes spreading below the soil surface and making long quick-extending clumps. In wooded areas Anemone nemorosa forms mats on large areas.
Today Anemone nemorosa is a loved herbaceous plant for almost all flower enthusiasts.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
The Last Exorcism
When he arrives on the rural Louisiana farm of Louis Sweetzer, the Reverend Cotton Marcus expects to perform just another routine "exorcism" on a disturbed religious fanatic. An earnest fundamentalist, Sweetzer has contacted the charismatic preacher as a last resort, certain his teenage daughter Nell is possessed by a demon who must be exorcized before their terrifying ordeal ends in unimaginable tragedy. Buckling under the weight of his conscience after years of parting desperate believers with their money, Cotton and his crew plan to film a confessionary documentary of this, his last exorcism. But upon arriving at the already blood drenched family farm, it is soon clear that nothing could have prepared him for the true evil he encounters there. Now, too late to turn back, Reverend Marcus' own beliefs are shaken to the core when he and his crew must find a way to save Nell - and themselves - before it is too late.
Healthy Family Meals
Prepare the filling in one skillet for a quick weeknight dinner. Making your own Sloppy Joe sauce is a reduced-sodium alternative to using canned sauce.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
The Night is so Cool
Night, lonely hollow of the city
Immense black world
The wind, whistling to blowing curtains, that the slightest chill into bone marrow
Night, silent and empty city
Bark mixed with the footsteps of the world
Rain, Para Para to beat the leaves, that muffled sound of piercing the eardrum
Bliss World, Queer
Night, the night has haunted soul
I quietly and quickly look back at you
Elongated shadows lay on the ground alone
Oh, the soul is no shadow, the wind blowing from my ear, whether you prove to me that you
exist?
Lonely lonely night,
Alone in the boring nights
I can only listen to the
That crazy wind and rain, "singing"
Immense black world
The wind, whistling to blowing curtains, that the slightest chill into bone marrow
Night, silent and empty city
Bark mixed with the footsteps of the world
Rain, Para Para to beat the leaves, that muffled sound of piercing the eardrum
Bliss World, Queer
Night, the night has haunted soul
I quietly and quickly look back at you
Elongated shadows lay on the ground alone
Oh, the soul is no shadow, the wind blowing from my ear, whether you prove to me that you
exist?
Lonely lonely night,
Alone in the boring nights
I can only listen to the
That crazy wind and rain, "singing"
Sunday, August 22, 2010
This is I
To pull off the way I always say goodbye to yesterday, but my mind is stubbornly remaining
in yesterday
I often think about how you can choose to repeat yesterday, then the time, I still
stubbornly refuses to change with
I always regret some of the things done, then think about why waste time and miss the front
I always thought short-circuit before the arrival of the storm, so when I see have already
overtaken by events
I began to recognize their own vulnerability, some hate their own bigotry and fear of losing
their
I often feel cold shivering
I think, happy dust, but my heart always floating
I feel my body sinking in the swamp, the heart has begun to bloom flowers ......
in yesterday
I often think about how you can choose to repeat yesterday, then the time, I still
stubbornly refuses to change with
I always regret some of the things done, then think about why waste time and miss the front
I always thought short-circuit before the arrival of the storm, so when I see have already
overtaken by events
I began to recognize their own vulnerability, some hate their own bigotry and fear of losing
their
I often feel cold shivering
I think, happy dust, but my heart always floating
I feel my body sinking in the swamp, the heart has begun to bloom flowers ......
Thursday, August 19, 2010
I can frankly
I will not allow any person to become alienated from each other our reasons and interfaces
Whether in your memory to me how many carries the weight of others
But only in my memory for you and me . Belong to our two memories
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Society has nothing to do with you .
In this busy world .
I'm trying to understand .
Learn more unbridled laughter .
Learn to cover up the true feelings inside .
No matter how I look.
Life will continue with any course .
Those feelings of powerlessness eventually disappear .
Initially he did not know now do not recognize each other.
In this way the stranger had .
I know I still have not learned well down .
Tower cranes are times when it is very stubborn .
So .
I still have to learn .
Society has nothing to do with you .
Nothing to do with you .
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