For my dear niece, Charlotte. A souvenir from Aunt Catherine

Graceful little yellow flower,
Our hearts have rejoiced,
When in the fields,
Around us, you turn yellow

My lovely blue flower, you
Trail your beauty along the edges
Of the hills, sowing variety.
With your memory, the '114’
I'll never forget

Your flower looks like our clover,
But your leaf is nothing like it.

None of this book is prettier than you!
Adonis – “Drops of blood”
Blooms a pretty red

You, my dear with the unknown name
You've done your part, when spring comes

In a pretty white and blue you bloom
My bindweed, little darling flower
Bindweed - "Morning glory”

Small and delicate,
with rosy flowers
We find you
in the green grass
almost hidden

O, Daisy, my
Daisy. I think
That you live in the
Four corners of the world.
“The Yellow Daisy”

That your petals
Are frail when
You're dry but
We like your violet flower

The Poppy
(Blooms a beautiful red, resembles the peony)
How many times we have picked you!

I think you're related
A kinship with
the Daisy

You're much bigger
And bigger than our
White clover in Canada
But you remind me of her
Many, many times.

Wild Gladiola
(Wild Gladiola)

Wild Carnation
Oh, how beautiful you were
Before entering
In this book!

You were
Violet but I
Know your cousins
As a beautiful red
"Anemone"

The Mallow

With your yellow head
You look good
Among our roses.
The Toadflax

The Daisy
Oh beautiful little Daisy!
You're the prettiest!
You've done so well
Heralds the beautiful season
When you made the fields
All white, white in the fields.

Cornflower
We don`t recognize you anymore
Dried and withered,
You, who were so blue
And so pretty

Oh, that you
Were beautiful!
Dark pink
The fields were
Enchanted

You were an
Adornment
In many of
Our bouquets!

Thistle
Like "at home"
But much higher.
You are tall!

You were everywhere
By the side of the road
And you were with us for a long time
In yellow and brown

In North Africa
I picked you up
In secret, tell me,
Do you like your country?

The Mustard
You and your cousin Yellow
You like to push in the vine.
Is this to anger the farmer?

Rarely have we thought of you
But, yet you have charm.

Spurge "Devil’s Milk"

What delicacy!
Small and tender!

The Marigold
I think we call you
"Marigold" in our house.

My gracious friend
Where have you been hiding?
I haven’t often picked you up.

You two, tell me
Your little name.
Wild Iris

With your pink flowers blooming next to your sister with blue flowers, you are as pretty as her!
(same species as the one on page 5)

Buttercup
As with us, children say, "do you like butter?" By putting you under their chin. In Africa, as in America, you are loved by children.

Coltsfoot
You look the most like a big and most beautiful dandelion, but you are much more graceful and much prettier with the tips of your nutty petals and your little black button between.

Wild Garlic
"With your little pink flowers, we would never suspect that you smell like onions."

Prickly Broom (Yellow flowers)
You, with your thorns, you will always remind me of the war.