Tulips are not my favorite flowers nor do I usually select pink-budded anything. Yet over the weekend on a whim I picked up a bouquet of pink tulips, narrow heads still tightly closed, to fill an empty vase in the kitchen. For days, as the flowers slowly opened, I kept focusing on the exterior, admiring the loving pink tones of the petals, thinking I might take a few shots at some point. Then this morning I caught a glimpse of each flowers interior. Of course, there went my morning. 😉
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Excellent dear Cythia, these are amazing. Thank you, with my love, nia
And thank you for viewing these posts. 😉
What beautiful shots within the centre! Well done.
Thank you. 😉
You are an artist!! What beautiful photography! But — I came to say that I thank you for stopping by and visiting my blogs, and your liking the Hildegard von Bingen post. Hers is a wondrous place, and if I had your gift for photography, I would have created an even better post. But even with my limited image artistry, the post found a friend. (Well, actually, quite a number of them. ) Thank you!
FAbulous photos. A morning well spent —