Lots of flower pots the family decided, it is the most logical for the birthday boy. A colourful flower display was in the making.
Flowers are a gift of love that do not need spoken words, the love lingers in the petals coloured bright all quietly in a row.
You find the flower pot the man of the house suggested, you are the best at choosing flowers. I found myself in a flower shop scanning the shelves hopeful to spot the perfect one. My eyes saw pretty gerbera flowers all standing in a row. Inny meany minor mow yellow, red, pink, white or reddish orange, which one is it to be?
The reddish orange caught my eye, I picked it up, paid my money and took the pot home already wrapped for the birthday gathering.
Editing the photos had no boundaries, my creativity going wild. The tiny petals became my muse, in the middle, so delicate so refined. With a dab here and a dab there my flower canvas came alive, so many different colours, my artistic flair had no bounds.
Reddish orange to a lighter shade of orange to pretty pink to shades of pink pink. Discovering, experimenting and enhancing took me over, how I loved creating a colour kaleidoscope.



So pretty but not too feminine, just right for an older gentleman. The reddish flower given with love lingering long after we go.
Bye from me and thank you for dropping by
Geberas are really one of the prettiest flowers whether they are in a bunch or growing in a pot of soil. Everyday is #alwaysaflower day
ALWAYSAFLOWER BROUGHT TO HIVE BY @DSWIGLE