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Ginger Flower Story

In one beautiful day, sitting in the garden looking at something and still thinking about my own, I startled as if amazed by the beauty that, through simplicity, other times we have no idea to have seen. It was there, I could see it in its entirety, without knowing that in some places that ordinary flower had the appearance of a queen. Then, I saw well, there was one and another, there were really a lot of beautiful flowers gathering together. Why was I wondering like that? Now I wonder too, for as great as her dress was so amazing was my flower. Surely many of you have come across this flower many times, but have you looked at it in its majesty and splendid color? Velvety and stylish, it is ready to compete with other flowers in its beauty. Ginger flower  The beautiful ones, stand one by one, at the camera to show off to make a whole that is called the flower of that plant.

Searching for Butterfly strawberry

Winged strawberry or butterfly strawberry why are you surprised? In my search for the beautiful and original, one thing caught my attention while I was in my own search. Clear skies and singing birds were all around me creating a summery day of celebration even though it was an ordinary day at the time. Thoughtful of my own, as a devoted wife and mother, I really had no way of predicting that a fine little one would delight my eyes with its beauty. I have seen many fruits at my age, more common, more exotic and more unknown, but I did not think that a strawberry would be something amazing. Yes, you surely understood very well, a strawberry berry, or rather a fruit, if we take it as botanical, a strawberry was my big photo star. The butterfly strawberry "fluted" beautifully in my hand and sat down to be stroked but also photographed. Butterfly strawberry It was like I had never seen it before, it seemed "winged" like a flapping butterfly was jumping from the mothe

Passionfruit flower "color dance"

  Have you ever thought that the passion fruit is called so because of the greatness and splendor with which the flower of this plant presents itself to us? A union of corollas and pistils that are caught as if in chorus dance and rejoice in a lacy environment like in a waltz hall, turning and undulating to make room for the new fruit, delights our eyes. As in a "fringed dress" like the celebrities throughout the ages, she is shown to us in her splendid color and a hint of the finest perfume, bringing inviting miasmas to those who look closely at her. She is splendid and has a splendid palette of colors that even the best designer would say "Bravissimo" if she appeared at his gala, even without longing he would call her "his star". Passionfruit Flower (Passiflora Edulis flower) In her splendor as a good fairy, with her tones of purple, white and yellow surrounded "protectively" by the green of the leaves that surround her, she gathers around her

Sunset near the Land of the Rising Sun

Sunset cloud Somewhere, somehow close to the Land of the Rising Sun, a sunset charms my gaze with the symphony of colors it presents itself. I took my camera and "caught the moment" to enjoy my look and then I thought "what are moments like these for if you don't share them with someone"? Then I thought to you the reader, maybe in a quiet moment this photo will give you the same joy as it did me. Cheerful and rosy, in a colorful light against the background of a "sea of ​​blue" of clear dawns, it lay on the clock in the evening with its funny form stunning me with the splendor of that moment.

Matoa, fairy tale flowers

From the window of the room I see one of the most beautiful plants sowing. The beauty of her exotic flowers makes me stop daydreaming.   After some time, the flowers will give way to the fruits of this tree.   It is the lesser known tree to the world, but the taste of the fruit will probably make many people want more of it. It's raining outside, we're probably in tune. I took my camera trying to capture the beauty that attracted me. Some birds fluttered happily in the sky, in a union of happiness, celebrating the few drops of rain. When the sun shone again, the fruits of the tree also ripened, proud as it were, of their sweetness and refinement.