[ESP-ENG] Las flores de mi madre - My mother's flowers
Hola buenas! Me encanta compartir una vez más con ustedes en este grupo maravilloso de Hive blog, hoy les voy hablar de mi hermosa Madre y sus pasiones por sus calas y sus parásitas ( es el nombre de las flores) casi toda su vida ha cultivado y ha cuidado de su jardín, ella es muy celosa con sus plantas tenemos prohibido terminantemente arrancar una flor, Ella dice que en las plantas se ven más bonitas, no en las manos de las personas. Puede pasar horas quitando las malezas, colocándole el abono y regándolas. Mi madre usa mucho el palo podrido (abono natural) porque eso les da fuerza a sus plantas ese es su pasa tiempo favorito, desde que se levanta prepara el café e inmediatamente se va para su jardín a dedicarle su tiempo
Hello good morning! I love to share once again with you in this wonderful group of Hive blog, today I am going to tell you about my beautiful Mother and her passions for her calla lilies and her parasites ( it is the name of the flowers) almost all her life she has cultivated and taken care of her garden, she is very jealous with her plants we are strictly forbidden to pluck a flower, She says that in the plants they look more beautiful, not in the hands of people. She can spend hours weeding, composting and watering them. My mother uses a lot of rotten wood (natural fertilizer) because it gives strength to her plants, that is her favorite pastime, from the moment she gets up she prepares her coffee and immediately goes to her garden to dedicate her time to it
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Una anécdota entre tantas
One anecdote among many.
Cuando mi niño tenia 5 años fuimos a visitar a su Abuela y todos los niños jugando en el patio y nos olvidamos de los niños y lo dejamos que jugaran, se hizo de noche mi mama regó sus plantas y no las reviso, El otro día se levanto muy temprano y fue a regar sus plantas, cuando observa que a las calas le habían quitado los capullos, se lleno de ira y nos levanto a todos preguntando quien fue ? nadie quería hablar, espero que mi niño se levantara y le pregunto ¿Josè Angel quien fue que le quito los capullos a las calas y el le respondió yo mi abuela con una sonrisa, se calmo muy sonriente y le dio un beso.
When my son was 5 years old we went to visit his grandmother and all the children were playing in the yard and we forgot about the children and let them play, it got dark my mom watered her plants and did not check them, the other day she got up very early and went to water her plants, when she saw that the calla lilies had their buds removed, she got angry and got us all up asking who did it? Nobody wanted to talk, I waited for my child to get up and asked him Josè Angel who was it that removed the buds from the calla lilies and he answered me my grandmother with a smile, she calmed down with a smile and gave him a kiss.
El jardin
That garden we have lived many good moments bad but most of them are good, there we played cards, dominoes we sat to talk and laugh at our jokes and brings to my memory the beautiful moments of my childhood always hiding behind them when I played with my brothers; My mother she not only takes care of her plants well. She also knew how to be an example for each one of us, she took care of us, took care of us and gave us good examples and good teachings, every day I thank God for giving me the best mom in the world.
Ese jardín hemos vivido muchas momentos buenos malos pero las mayorías son buenos, allí jugamos cartas, domino nos sentamos a conversar a reír de nuestros chistes y trae a mi memoria los momentos lindos de mi infancia al esconderme siempre detrás de ellas cuando jugaba con mis hermanos ; Mi madre ella no solo cuida sus plantas bien. también supo ser un ejemplo para cada uno de nosotros nos cuido, nos atendió y nos dio buenos ejemplos y buenas enseñanzas, todos los días le doy gracias a Dios por darme la mejor mamà del mundo.
That garden we have lived many good moments bad but most of them are good, there we played cards, dominoes we sat to talk and laugh at our jokes and brings to my memory the beautiful moments of my childhood always hiding behind them when I played with my brothers; My mother she not only takes care of her plants well. She also knew how to be an example for each one of us, she took care of us, took care of us and gave us good examples and good teachings, every day I thank God for giving me the best mom in the world.
Espero que les guste mi publicación .
I hope you like my publication.
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