A bright bloom in Brooklyn. (Click picture for larger view)
"Here is a little forestAnother gorgeous flower from the Brooklyn Botanical garden was a favorite for butterflies and bees. The blooms were large and petals so bright.... "I had to wear shades!!"
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum;
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!"
~ Emily Dickenson, #2, 1851
Flowers evoke feelings that differ with color, shade and the flower species. What do I feel as I gaze on this blossom? A hot sizzling sun; bold and brazen attitudes; sweet and tangy tangerine; "he loves me, he loves me not" game of the heart. What sensations do you feel when gazing on a blindingly bright bloom?
Submission for PhotoFriday topic "bright". (end of post)