Chamomile, radiating light, similar to the sun. Daisies are my mother-in-law's favorite flowers. Her love for these amazingly beautiful flowers was transferred to me.
Today, while walking, I came across a field strewn with daisies. What a blessing to find such beauty.
In summer, all daisies dress yourself up in beautiful snow-white shirts. Until late autumn, the cheerful yellow eye of daisies casts bold glances at us through white eyelashes. She is in the meadow, she is in the forest, and next to us, in city parks - on the side of the road. All over the earth her beauty was blown away by the wind. In all glades and fields, yellow-eyed daisies have been growing, blooming and glowing since May, for happiness, for our joy.
Modesty and simplicity are about daisies. But how much perfection and luxury is in this flower.
Like a sunny, gentle hello, a yellow with a white flower, a seven-flower, this chamomile grows in a field, and lives among herbs.
And not only for the sake of beauty, people love chamomile. This flower has medicinal properties, bactericidal anti-inflammatory. A decoction of chamomile treats the throat and stomach. Chamomile flowers are ideal for facial skin and hair care.
If you are true connoisseurs of nature, then you will not pass by this gentle creation of amazing nature.
Daisies, daisies - I can admire them for a long time. Of course, I love photographing daisies. I don't always succeed, but I try every time I see daisies.
According to folk legends and beliefs, daisies grow where the stars fall. Each flower grew in the place of a fallen star. Of course, this is a fairy tale, but a beautiful one.
Daisies are the embodiment of a small sun on earth.
Each chamomile inflorescence has a different number of petals. From here came the belief in divination by chamomile. Breaking off the leaves say "loves not loves" and so on. On what words the last chamomile petal will be torn off, this is the answer to your question. I have never guessed on daisies, I am sorry to pick off the petals from plants. But everyone has the right to believe that fortune telling on daisies will bring them good luck.
So I finished my story about little suns with white rays. You can talk about them endlessly. And you, along with me, admire the beauty of daisies.