Bright flowers, whose home is everywhere
Bold in maternal nature’s care
And all the long year through the heir
Of joy and sorrow,
Methinks that there abides in thee
Some concord with humanity,
Given to no other flower I see
The forest through.
William Wordsworth
Maverick Mist 
These are absolutely beautiful! 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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OH wow, not only does your image strike a deep chord within me, but this quote as well. Great food for thought, Maverick. And your flowers today are striking! Love, Amy
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Thank you Amy.
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Great photo and beautiful words my dear Maverick ⭐
All the best to you, Aquileana 😛
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Thank you and all my best to you my dear Aquileana. 🙂
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