I'm infatuated with the idea of using colours to protray situations and those feelings tagged along with it. Oh, for now anyway .. till I find something new to like. And then again, the diary title tells so much. Pessimism? Do feel free to drop any notes, anytime - just want to say that they are appreciated!
My long-overdue shot of the voodoo lily that flowered. Grotesque-looking isn't it? Wait till you smell it ... word of advice: don't eat anything beforehand. Pot of Gloxinia on the right. Mom and her strange big fancy flowers.
posted by R. @ 10:14 AM
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