Floral Emotions

Sometimes my heart sings with the colors of joy. Flowers are messengers that there is always beauty to be found in this world.

Sometimes it’s all about stirring memories. (A favorite in my backyard many years ago.)

Sometimes I focus on the inner life revealed and wonder about this quiet space.

Sometimes growth is slow to evolve. I wait with anticipation.

Sometimes I’m just at peace with what is and dream along with the winged angel.


About Olga

I have always had an affinity for artistic endeavors and the beauties of nature. The power of the word combined with photography have become my creative spark.
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22 Responses to Floral Emotions

  1. VJ says:

    Olga! What a beautiful, inspirational post to wake up to. How are you?

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  2. sgeoil says:

    These are beautiful images! So nice to see you hear again!

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  3. Leya says:

    Thank you for beautiful images and thoughtful thoughts, Olga. Your contemplations and emotions well illustrated. Poetry.

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  4. Tina Schell says:

    Beautiful set Olga – your slow growth image is especially gorgeous!

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  5. I’ve always loved your work. Since I share in this love for flowers, as you’ve probably noticed along the way, this piece is especially moving.

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    • Olga says:

      I’m so happy that you thought my post was moving, Erika. ❤ I am thrilled at times by what the eye of the camera can reveal about the beauty of our floral friends.


  6. memadtwo says:

    magical light, as always! (K)

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  7. Elizabeth says:

    Stunning!! Thank you for sharing the beauty!

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