Some matching colors caught my attention this morning - by complementing each other in the way of perfection I never noticed before. My fascination turned out to be powerful enough to be worthy of turning it into words.
I was sorting some old papers, organizing them and discarding loads of stuff that no longer serves me in any way. After avoiding this task for quite some time, accomplishing a great deal made me feel quite happy with myself.
With countless expressions of love through flowers, no wonder different shades of blooms have taken on very specific symbolic meanings, to clearly convey - without using words - the nature of feelings for the recipient.
I feel so happy I feel like I'm flying - very once in a while. May be that the planets are aligned just perfectly (like on one's birth day). Or the skies are blue and flowers abound while the birds are enthusiastically chirping their songs away.
While every flower color holds its symbolic meaning, a colorful bouquet might be most attractive and uplifting to many. When arranged in a delicately designed vase, the effect just might turn out to be stunning.
Happy butterfly seems to be to be a never-ending source of inspiration and awe for me. That's why I keep drawing them, painting them, coloring them and constructing them out of any thing or material I can get my hands on.