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Floral Balm

VJflowers, photographyflowers, FOTD, photos12 Comments

Eye-catching colour
contrast of red on yellow –
I forget the rain.

(For Cee’s Flower of the Day)

12 thoughts on “Floral Balm”

usfman says:

August 7, 2020 at 8:32 pm

Stunning hue contrast

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 7, 2020 at 9:01 pm
  
  Thanks. I thought so too.
  
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Deborah says:

August 7, 2020 at 9:34 am

So bright and beautiful! 🙂

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 7, 2020 at 9:37 am
  
  Thanks Deborah!
  
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Pallavi says:

August 7, 2020 at 8:39 am

😊 beauties

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 7, 2020 at 8:46 am
  
  Thanks.
  
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paeansunplugged says:

August 7, 2020 at 8:26 am

Such beauties and the last line adds so much depth!

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 7, 2020 at 8:43 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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  1. paeansunplugged says:
    
    August 7, 2020 at 8:52 am
    
    You are welcome.
    
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Liz Gauffreau says:

August 7, 2020 at 7:30 am

I love how the last line adds another layer of meaning to the observation of flowers.

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1. V.J. Knutson says:
  
  August 7, 2020 at 8:43 am
  
  Thanks Liz for noticing.
  
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  1. Liz Gauffreau says:
    
    August 8, 2020 at 3:02 pm
    
    You’re welcome, V.J.
    
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