Yesterday, life was hectic. Today, life is peaceful. Tomorrow, who knows what lies ahead? These flowers come in three shades of purple and when there are so many of them in a bush, you just have to feel happy that it is bursting with life.
The flowers of this climber originating from Australia has a light fragrance that suits its delicate appearance. I usually do not have the habit of smelling flowers and when I do take notice of the fragrance it must be because it is strong enough to attract my attention.
Only one precious flower on this thorny shrub. A gift from a friend some years back, this plant survived my indifference and celebrates once in a while in this way. I am thankful for this single bloom even though sometimes I envy other people's plants that flower so effortlessly it seems to me. Somewhere I recall a line from some poem that goes something like "Lucy in the sky with diamonds, beautiful when only one is shining in the sky." Did I imagine this line or is there a poem somewhere like that, I wonder.
Familiar flowers that I have seen many times in various parks. This time I would like to focus on the textures of the petals - smooth, velvety, rough, veined, lined. From the big picture to the details, from the sense of sight to the sense of touch, from appreciation of beauty to the appreciation of construction.
Like performers at a carnival...Like a new punk hairdo (Globe artichoke)..Like a baby girl's bottle brush...Like the flowers have gone out of my life...