<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4385189174801291623</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:20:52.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The magical flowers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ofunk1079.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4385189174801291623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ofunk1079.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jackie S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13946523862042134866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4385189174801291623.post-5295601991660853409</id><published>2007-03-29T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T14:08:43.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Magical Adventure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7w3gz5MI/AAAAAAAAACc/DeVH0akt0sc/s1600-h/artproj13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7w3gz5MI/AAAAAAAAACc/DeVH0akt0sc/s320/artproj13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047404624352634050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;A smell of rich plants and nature fills my nose and leads me into this huge building. As soon as I step inside,  I immiedetely become surprised by a man touching these flowers exhibits and no one doing anything to stop it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7pngz5LI/AAAAAAAAACU/wBMSRaUu85o/s1600-h/artproj15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7pngz5LI/AAAAAAAAACU/wBMSRaUu85o/s320/artproj15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047404499798582450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;For some strange reason I have no idea what building I am in or why, but I pass the man and his plants and begin to observe the nutrients of the flowers. Strangely, at this given moment I find this to be fascinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7hXgz5KI/AAAAAAAAACM/dZAM41i00-c/s1600-h/artproj14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7hXgz5KI/AAAAAAAAACM/dZAM41i00-c/s320/artproj14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047404358064661666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then I walk by these purple flowers that stop me in my tracks. Something comes over and I feel as though I must smell them. Their fragrant aura fills the room and leaves me feeling  heavenly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7Y3gz5JI/AAAAAAAAACE/TVNmXe_2lHI/s1600-h/artproj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7Y3gz5JI/AAAAAAAAACE/TVNmXe_2lHI/s320/artproj3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047404212035773586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Then I almost feel at though I am being pulled to this this cauldron and realize their is some magical power that it is releasing. I normally don't care much about flowers at all, but as I breathed this steam in, it made me intensely want to buy and smell all the flowers in the exhibit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7SXgz5II/AAAAAAAAAB8/NZuRbpkUJYY/s1600-h/artprojetblueflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7SXgz5II/AAAAAAAAAB8/NZuRbpkUJYY/s320/artprojetblueflowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047404100366623874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;After breathing in this cauldron steam, I quickly race over to these beautiful blue flowers that catch my attention. These weren't normal blue flowers. As I looked closely up at them, their were tiny little lights on them that made them sparkle and glow. I stared at them in awe and watched them change colors before my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7LXgz5HI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3C60UmlhrJw/s1600-h/artproj11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7LXgz5HI/AAAAAAAAAB0/3C60UmlhrJw/s320/artproj11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047403980107539570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I soon realized after I looked away from the flowers everything in the room became blue. At this point I knew I was under some kind of spell. So I frantically left this room and went to the next room I could find, in hopes that things would return to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6_ngz5GI/AAAAAAAAABs/u5_MTzjP9tc/s1600-h/artproj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6_ngz5GI/AAAAAAAAABs/u5_MTzjP9tc/s320/artproj4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047403778244076642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Luckily, this room was not blue, but had more of a yellowish town.  I hesitantly walked in it and as soon as I did,  the lemon scent filled my nose and gave me a sense of tranquility. I enjoyed this feeling and kept walking around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6vXgz5EI/AAAAAAAAABc/bx_0H0gffSc/s1600-h/artproj10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6vXgz5EI/AAAAAAAAABc/bx_0H0gffSc/s320/artproj10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047403499071202370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Then I noticed this particular exhibit. It's colors were vibrant and lovely. I noticed something odd. When other people went up to smell the flowers the color from the flowers would begin to turn the person more yellowish and glowy. It was as if the people were smelling out the color of the flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6lngz5DI/AAAAAAAAABU/AK9JkqspFmM/s1600-h/artproj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6lngz5DI/AAAAAAAAABU/AK9JkqspFmM/s320/artproj2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047403331567477810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;At this point I was starting to feel somewhat insane, and almost as if I was under this spell that I couldn't snap out of.  I had to get out of this exhibit quickly becuase I didn't feel like myself and wierd things were happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6bXgz5CI/AAAAAAAAABM/lrOtiOwqIAw/s1600-h/artproj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6bXgz5CI/AAAAAAAAABM/lrOtiOwqIAw/s320/artproj1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047403155473818658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As soon as I found an exit door I ran out and staring right at me was this enourmous frog statue. This was quite bizarre. I was completely freaked out. I noticed their was a sign right near the frog that said...The Magical frog. Then I realized It had to be the frog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6C3gz5AI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vQWNodmTVs0/s1600-h/artproj.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv6C3gz5AI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vQWNodmTVs0/s320/artproj.5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047402734567023618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;As I ran from the frog and out of the park I came across this flyer on the ground. It read, "Spring into Orchids." This had to be the magical show I was just in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv3LHgz48I/AAAAAAAAAAc/LmtP1o_py5s/s1600-h/artproj0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv3LHgz48I/AAAAAAAAAAc/LmtP1o_py5s/s320/artproj0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047399577766060994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;While still racing out of the &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ie=UTF-8&amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;hl=en&amp;tab=wl&amp;amp;q="&gt;park&lt;/a&gt;, I came across this couple. Out of the corner of my eye I saw them pick up the same flyer I had just picked up, and thought to myself...wow they don't know what their getting themselves into.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4385189174801291623-5295601991660853409?l=ofunk1079.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4385189174801291623/posts/default/5295601991660853409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4385189174801291623/posts/default/5295601991660853409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ofunk1079.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-magical-adventure.html' title='My Magical Adventure...'/><author><name>Jackie S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13946523862042134866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Vqf4zENvQ9g/Rgv7w3gz5MI/AAAAAAAAACc/DeVH0akt0sc/s72-c/artproj13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
