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I love how the inky black centre draws you to a resting stop, allowing time to momentarily reflect, before your eyes picks up the mauve, then gently pulls the eye to the calmness of the soothing pale watery green and cream outer petals. The magic of a flower is mighty powerful!
Legend tells that in the forest where Venus sat weeping for Adonis, as each tear fell, anemone’s sprung forth. Maybe this is why in the language of flowers it represents forsaken, anticipation and protection against evil.
I love how the inky black centre draws you to a resting stop, allowing time to momentarily reflect, before your eyes picks up the mauve, then gently pulls the eye to the calmness of the soothing pale watery green and cream outer petals. The magic of a flower is mighty powerful!
Legend tells that in the forest where Venus sat weeping for Adonis, as each tear fell, anemone’s sprung forth. Maybe this is why in the language of flowers it represents forsaken, anticipation and protection against evil.