Floating in a Fuchsia world

Oh! Exquisite rose!
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Today, I want to share this exquisite Fuchsia rose that was given to me when I had accidentally dressed the table with what do you know… yes, a Fuchsia tablecloth.
It gave me the perfect background.
Following for nearly two years very talented photographers on WordPress gave me the right angles for perfect shots.
I work with what I consider a basic camera which is a Canon digital IXUS 95 IS but following the advice of a blogger I exploited to a maximum its potential & come up with quite good results but,

I’ll let you judge for yourselves these close-ups in the hope that it’ll greet pleasantly your eyes 🙂

The bunch
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The close-up lining the veins…
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Shadow & light of a B&W classical
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Dainty petals
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The elegant blur
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Sideways
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Frontal
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Pink world
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Curled edges
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Beautiful coccinelle (ladybug)

Minuscule ladybug
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Summer is a time where we can focus on the small wonders and that’s the result.
Have a lovely weekend!

Coccinelle (Ladybug)
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Oh! Beautiful minuscule
Coccinelle. You climb the
Himalayan finger, drink
From the nectar, travel
Far and beyond the stone
World, cross the colored
Deserts of tablecloths,
Read my books, risk your
Life zigzagging your way
Through treacherous petals,
Knock on my window begging
For entry…

In the space of an afternoon
You were busier and more
Adventurous than any astute
And canny explorer.

Climbing the Himalayas
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Deserts of stone
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Ladybug reading my book
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So small!
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Aphididae drinking the nectar
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Those treacherous petals!
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Far & beyond…
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Knocking on our window!
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I treasure your scent & this magical season!

Delicate…
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Magnolia…

You reach toward the skies
Delicate as a water lily
Ephemeral blossom
I catch your petals
Falling unto my open palm
Treasure your scent
And this magical season

Magnolia tree
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Perfectly imperfect flower!

Beautifully imperfect!
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Perfect imperfect flower
Radiant in uniqueness
Glowing in strength
You are more beautiful
Than all the rows
Of fluffy petals
For you stand out
And catch the eye
Of the passerby.

Name: Spotted Cat’s Ear
(Hypochaeris radicata)

Flower power
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To the mothers of the world 1989 ( English Poem with its French original text too )

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This poem from 1989 differs by one word only. Instead of ” example of courage ” I changed it to ” model of courage. ”
As you can see, the sketch is brand new, made among a collection of three others, on the newborn-mother Theme.
This poem is dedicated to the beauty in all mothers, especially those that surround me and teach me lessons of
courage, dedication and selflessness on a daily basis.

Thank you!

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To the mothers of the world
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Mother divine
Mother sublime
Mother of kindness
Mother of generosity

Model of courage
Love and sharing
You are the heart
Of a beautiful flower

We are the petals
Very small petals
Attached forever
To our revered queen

Mother of kindness
For having given so much
Mother of generosity
Without ever counting

Mother divine
Simply divine
Mother sublime
You are the tip of the peaks

Thank you,

For every instant
For every moment
Of happiness experienced
In our childhood of gaiety

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Aux mères du monde
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Mère divine
Mère sublime
Mère bonté
Mère générosité

Modèle de courage
Amour et partage
Tu es le coeur
D’une très belle fleur

Nous sommes les pétales
De tous petits pétales
Attacher à tout jamais
A notre reine vénérée

Mère bonté
Pour avoir tant donné
Mère générosité
Sans jamais compter

Mère divine
Tout simplement divine
Mère sublime
Tu es le bout des cimes

Merci,

Pour chaque instant
Pour chaque moment
De bonheur éprouver
Dans notre enfance de gaité

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