Your flowers remind me of this poem by Colette:

An almanac religion connects us to a flower,
even a puny one,
when it symbolizes a season,
to its color,
when it commemorates a saint,
to its scent,
if it painfully takes us back
to a lost bliss.

Hi Taina! Thank you for this very appropriate, thought provoking and lovely poem! By Colette, eh?

Beautiful, rich reds in soft, splayed petals. Isn't spring fun?

so rich - look good enough to eat!

mb - yes, spring IS fun, watching the myriads of flowers appear.

Lucy - glad you like!