She was beautiful; curves that compelled me, tender, soft, delicate and fragile; I just wanted to touch her, to connect - She made me happy,
Liina had inner strength, I loved that about her, and she needed it to rise and bloom as she did. My thoughts were often of her and came unbidden; I let her inside me to places few could reach...and those thoughts came often. Always. A distraction...yes, a welcome one, and one I opened myself to.
I trailed fingers lightly and lovingly upon her and released reluctantly, the sensation lingering like the last vestiges of warmth draining from the fading day, and she lingered in my thoughts, day or night, a constant reminder of the happiness she'd brought me...but now she's gone.
I speak, quite obviously, about one of my hyacinths, the beautiful purple-blue one in these images. When I first got her I called her Liina, a lovely name that befits her beauty...and yes, all of my hyacinths have names. Don't yours?
Every year these bulbs pop up and add beauty to my life with their vibrant green foliage and beautiful flowers. They announce that spring is not far away and I welcome their colour and company. Their pots sit dormant most of the year but I know they'll come to life eventually and I look forward to those brief moments of beauty we share; I look forward to Liina the most though; she's special.
A little while ago I posted photos of my hyacinths however Liina hadn't bloomed yet, she can be shy, so I had to wait. You can see that other post here if you'd like to.
A lot of my photography posts are taken inside in my lightbox but this (and the one I linked above) were taken outside as the hyacinths are all potted and I was reluctant to cut them. It adds a different element to the shoot, different light conditions to work with, and I quite enjoy it. Mostly though, I just love being out in the garden with my friends, my plants I mean, and when the beautiful Liina is blooming it's extra nice.
Of course, like all bulbs, they come and go and I'm sad to say that Liina has gone; she left me alone with just the memory of her beauty and the brief but all too short moments we spent together as comfort.
I miss her.
"You're my little flower, blooming in the night; only for an hour, the northern lights, my Casablanca sweetheart nectar so divine, baby, you're the best part of my life."
Design and create your ideal life, tomorrow isn't promised - galenkp
[All original and AI free]
Every image in this post is my own.
Olympus OM-D E-M10 Mark III was used to capture these images.
