Something happens to the city in the spring. After dull and boring winter, it suddenly awakens from its slumber and proclaims its beauty to the world. Every flower on the street polishes its petals and presents itself in the most spectacular way, because every flower on the street wants to be loved…
Just like my city, St. Louis, I awoke one morning to realize that the bloom is here. With a latte in one hand, and a DSLR in the other, I walked the streets all day in search of the perfect flower. Here is what I found:
The sunny dandelion greets me first…
The daffodils are next, looking up to the tree as if it were their mother
Bright forsythia soaking up the sun, lighting up my soul
Cherry takes the center stage on most streets…
…but no spring is complete without tulips!
Azalea is bathing in the dew before the day starts…
Daisies perk up their petals, looking for passers-by, vying for their attention
Meet Cherry Pink, the beautiful leading lady in today’s expo!
The elm blossom decides to wear green in hopes to attract spectators with its unique colors
Alder catches on to this strategy and follows suit…
Meet Tulip, a bashful maiden
Zephyranthes are longing for admirers too
Daffodils are blowing their own horn: “Look at me! Look at me!”
This white beauty seems to be lost in her self-admiration… After all, she is a Narcissus!
Stunning tulip, proud and impregnable
Daisies, on the other hand, are always cordial
It pays to be friendly – you might just attract loud and rambunctious visitors!
Azalea in love
No-nonsense dogwood blossom
Hyacinth – the flower of jealousy
What is your name, bizarre creature? – I am Devil’s Tongue!
…each one more dazzling…
… and resplendent than the other
Sensual portulaca draws me in… Feast for my eyes and rest for my feet at last…
After my very rigid search, I realized – the perfect flower is the one that livens up the gloomiest of places… Which one did you like most?