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Blooms Florist New York
A major city and port in southeastern New York, situated on the Atlantic coast at the mouth of the Hudson River; pop. 7,322,564. It is situated mainly on islands, linked by bridges, and consists of five boroughs: Manhattan, Brooklyn, the Bronx, Queens, and Staten Island. Manhattan is the economic and cultural heart of the city, containing the stock exchange on Wall Street and the headquarters of the United Nations
A state in the northeastern US, on the Canadian border and Lake Ontario in the northwest, as well as on the Atlantic coast in the southeast; pop. 18,976,457; capital, Albany; statehood, July 26, 1788 (11). Originally settled by the Dutch, it was surrendered to the British in 1664. New York was one of the original thirteen states
one of the British colonies that formed the United States
the largest city in New York State and in the United States; located in southeastern New York at the mouth of the Hudson river; a major financial and cultural center
a Mid-Atlantic state; one of the original 13 colonies
A person who sells and arranges plants and cut flowers
someone who grows and deals in flowers; "the florist made up an attractive bouquet"
(floral) resembling or made of or suggestive of flowers; "an unusual floral design"
a shop where flowers and ornamental plants are sold
Produce flowers; be in flower
(bloom) produce or yield flowers; "The cherry tree bloomed"
Come into or be in full beauty or health; flourish
(of fire, color, or light) Become radiant and glowing
(bloom) flower: reproductive organ of angiosperm plants especially one having showy or colorful parts
(bloom) the best time of youth
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Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave bereft
I am not there. I have not left.
by Mary Elizabeth Frye (1932)
My favorite local flower shop
There's another one a block away, but something about this place is just much more inviting. Everything inside it is green and alive, and the effect is magnified by a wall of mirrors. It makes you feel kind of like you are entering a working greenhouse (or jungle)!