Long, long, ago there was a little angel who broke one of the rules of Paradise. She was banished from her heavenly home. She filled her arms with the lovely blossoms of Paradise. Slowly and sorrowfully, she left the heavenly gardens. Some of them fell. Down, down to earth they floated.
They came to rest on the smiling blue waters of the broad Atlantic. There were nine of the flowers of Paradise which the angel dropped. They have always remained in the blue Atlantic where she left them. After many years the Portuguese mariners found them and Portugal claimed them as her own. She named them the Azores. To this very day, however, one of the islands is called Flores, which means flowers.
