Ranunculus flowers have always appealed to me, so much so that I once toyed with the idea of growing them, until I read up on their form and habit, none of which made for a great garden plant. I’ve had to admire them from afar. That’s often the best kind of admiration in which to engage. It’s safer from a distant vantage point.
Meanwhile, the bloom of this flower demands a closer inspection, bringing things to a macro level. In my mind, they are a beautiful cross between a rose and a poppy.
The power of a single bouquet of flowers is never lost on me.
