There was a simpler time when flowers were more than just a lovely eye-catching splash of color in the bouquet or garden.
Their beauty could uplift spirits, their scent could invoke nostalgic memories, their fragility remind one of innocence.
Those flowers are still there, their eternally optimistic faces shining up at us. Remember...?
1 comment:
I also love to take photos of flowers. I never really stopped to think why...but your caption above is deserving of deep thought. NICE!
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