With my porch and my pillow, my pretty purple petunias.

那里有我的前廊我的枕头，我漂亮的紫色矮牵牛。

I grow everything from petunias to Calibrachoas to tropical plants.

我种植从矮牵牛花到卡利布拉霍斯到热带植物的所有东西。

I was planting my petunias in the potting shed. - Constable, arrest Lady Smythe.

- 我正在花棚里种植矮牵牛花。 - 警员，逮捕史密斯夫人。

Dixon is known for its yearly petunia festival.

迪克森以其一年一度的矮牵牛节而闻。

But even if I were a pig, I can see no reason for rooting up fluffy-ruffle petunias.

但即使我是一头猪， 我也看不出有什么理由要把蓬松的荷叶边牵牛花连根拔起。

A little white house with blue curtains and a window-box of petunias.

一座白色的房子， 着蓝色的窗帘， 窗台上种着牵牛花。

Madam, as any horticulturist will tell you, one does not plant petunias until May is out.

- 女士，任何园艺家都会告诉您，五月之前不能种植矮牵牛。

He pranced to the front yard and gave himself with abandon to my fourth planting of fluffy-ruffle petunias.

他纵身一跃来到前院， 全身心地投入到我第四次种植的蓬松荷叶边牵牛花中。

While I was napping, the happy congregation moved on to the trays of biddy-mash, the skimmed milk and the fluffy-ruffle petunias.

当我打瞌睡时， 快乐的会众开始端起比迪麦芽浆、脱脂牛奶和蓬松的荷叶边牵牛花。

The meat was as white as the skimmed milk and the petunia roots on which it had been fattened.

肉像脱脂牛奶和用来养肥的矮牵牛根一样白。

So while I could forgive the heavy supplying to alien porkers of chicken feed and milk, I simply could not forgive the fluffy-ruffle petunias.

因此，虽然我可以原谅大量供应外星猪肉的鸡饲料和牛奶， 但我就是无法原谅蓬松的荷叶边牵牛花。

I arose as one in a trance, picked up my gun, stepped to the petunia bed and shot him dead where he fed.

我在恍惚中站起来， 拿起枪，走到矮牵牛花床上， 在他进食的地方开枪打死了他。

For a moon garden, Damiano suggests planting these kinds of light-colored, moon-reflecting blooms: the moonflower (of course! ), as well as Shasta daisy, four o'clock, sweet alyssum, yarrow, snow-in-summer, evening primrose, petunias, New Guinea impatiens and geranium.

对于月亮花园，达米亚诺建议种植这种浅色的、能反射月光的花朵：自然是月亮花，还有沙斯塔雏菊、四点钟花、芳草、雪莲、月见草、牵牛花、新几内亚凤仙花和天竺葵。

" She's turning ninety, you know." He grasped his special order—a potted pink petunia, the number 90 painted on the pot Daphne still saw Jacob as the 'stud' who had sauntered into the aged care home twenty years ago.

“你知道，她已经九岁了。”他抓紧了他的特别订单——一盆粉色矮牵牛，盆上画着数90。达芙妮仍然认为雅各布是二年前闲逛进养老院的“种马”。

It was he who broke his way through and under the fence, he who raced joyously under my bedroom to scratch, he who galloped, butt wobbling, tail curling, to the trays of feed and the petunia bed.

是他冲进篱笆下， 是他快乐地跑到我的卧室下面抓挠， 是他飞奔，尾巴摇晃，尾巴卷曲，跑到饲料盘和矮牵牛花床上。

I discovered that the litter had a leader. He was as pretty a young barrow as I have ever seen, Titian-haired and light of spirit and rounded into delicious curves by his long diet of biddy-mash, skimmed milk and petunias.

我发现垃圾有一个领导者。他是我所见过的最漂亮的年轻手推车，留着提香式的头发，神采奕奕，由于长期食用红酒、脱脂牛奶和牵牛花，他的身材曲线优美。