There’s something magical about flowers that choose the rain as their stage, and the pink rainy lily is one of those quiet performers. Just when the sky begins to soften and the first drops tap gently

There’s something magical about flowers that choose the rain as their stage, and the pink rainy lily is one of those quiet performers. Just when the sky begins to soften and the first drops tap gently

There’s something magical about flowers that choose the rain as their stage, and the pink rainy lily is one of those quiet performers. Just when the sky begins to soften and the first drops tap gently

There’s something magical about flowers that choose the rain as their stage, and the pink rainy lily is one of those quiet performers. Just when the sky begins to soften and the first drops tap gently

Today, like every day, I woke up at 6 o'clock in the morning. Because nowadays the winter season in our area and the sun rises earlier than in summer. In the morning I washed my hands and then I lay down

There’s something magical about flowers that choose the rain as their stage, and the pink rainy lily is one of those quiet performers. Just when the sky begins to soften and the first drops tap gently