Each flower is a delicate bloom, a delicate work of nature that we use to express our feelings be it in moments of joy or sadness. Flowers are our friends and help us speak when words fail us. I can never get tired of seeing them or enjoying the sweet fragrance that trails them.
Enjoy a week filled with goodness and sweetness.
Peace and Love!
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Beauty at its best and loved the simplicity in the pictures.
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Thank you, Kamal. 🙂
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welcome.
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very nice flowers and yet so simple.
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Thank you, Julz. 🙂
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Pretty! Lovely shot, dear. 💛
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Thank you. 🙂
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Great pictures!
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Thank you. 🙂
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You’re welcome.
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These pictures are lovely to behold.
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Thanks so much. Glad you liked them. 🙂
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You er gladly welcome!
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You er gladly welcome!
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