I have always loved flowers. They remind me of how important it is to remain gentle, despite all the storms. In each petal there is a whole universe, a story about fragility and strength at the same time.
When I bring a bouquet home, the space around changes: it becomes warmer, softer, more feminine. And the soul begins to smile.
I often think that flowers are the language of love without words. They do not need to be understood, they need to be felt. 🌼💗