bride's-tears

Updated: July 20, 2026

There was a bed of yellow tomatoes, where, in the season, a hundred tiny golden balls hung among the green leaves; and just beside them, in friendly equality, a tangle of pink sweet-williams, fragrant phlox, delicate bride's-tears, canterbury bells blue as the June sky, none-so-pretties, gay cockscombs, and flaunting marigolds, which would insist on coming up all together, summer after summer, regardless of color harmonies.

Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin - Timothy's Quest: A Story for Anybody, Young or Old, Who Cares to Read It