Every day as I come to the gallery I pass this planter of flowers. Every day as I pass this planter of flowers I tell myself that I need to take pictures. Today I brought my camera. We're having overcast weather so the lighting isn't ideal, but I didn't want to wait another day. I needed to capture them. They have already captured my heart.
Once my heart was captured, reason was shown the door, deliberately and with a sort of frantic joy. I accepted everything, I believed everything, without struggle, without suffering, without regret, without false shame. How can one blush for what one adores? ~George Sand
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