`It says “Bough-wough!” cried a Daisy: `that’s why its branches are called boughs!’
`Didn’t you know that?’ cried another Daisy, and here they all began shouting together, till the air seemed quite full of little shrill voices. `Silence, every one of you!’ cried the Tiger-lily, waving itself passionately from side to side, and trembling with excitement. `They know I can’t get at them!’ it panted, bending its quivering head towards Alice, `or they wouldn’t dare to do it!’
`Never mind!’ Alice said in a soothing tone, and stooping down to the daisies, who were just beginning again, she whispered, `If you don’t hold your tongues, I’ll pick you!’
There was silence in a moment, and several of the pink daisies turned white.
`That’s right!’ said the Tiger-lily. `The daisies are worst of all. When one speaks, they all begin together, and it’s enough to make one wither to hear the way they go on!’
`How is it you can all talk so nicely?’ Alice said, hoping to get it into a better temper by a compliment. `I’ve been in many gardens before, but none of the flowers could talk.’
`Put your hand down, and feel the ground,’ said the Tiger-lily. `Then you’ll know why.
Alice did so. `It’s very hard,’ she said, `but I don’t see what that has to do with it.’
`In most gardens,’ the Tiger-lily said, `they make the beds too soft — so that the flowers are always asleep.’
This sounded a very good reason, and Alice was quite pleased to know it. `I never thought of that before!’ she said.
`It’s my opinion that you never think at all,’ the Rose said in a rather severe tone.
Daisy, pink carnation, pink pepper, and sugar.
janel.kisner –
A few months ago, I got an imp of Snake Oil. I felt it was too strong for me; from what I could remember, it had a strong patchouli smell which I like but was way too strong for me,, so I gave it to a friend. Since then, I’ve been more aware of the BPAL following, and how people feel about their beloved SO. I decided to take a chance and get this, and boy am I glad I did. It smells so different than the imp (maybe I had a mislabeled one?). In the bottle, it smells almost like sweet codeine syrup. Applied wet, it was more of a light powdery smell with a touch of vanilla and amber. Over the day, the scent has changed so many times. At first, I thought it dispersed, but when I got caught in wind, I was enveloped in what reminded me of African Musk- a scent I used to wear in college. But it was more like African Musk’s more sophisticated and lighter sister. As the day winds down, it smells lightly like brown sugared amber. A new favorite for sure, and I’m glad I snagged a bottle of this vintage edition.