Nature can be kind even though it has not been so in the last few days in Japan…I went out to park Montsouris, close to my apartment in Paris to take some pictures from the gentler side of Nature.
Everything was so beautiful I almost forgot the Japanese meltdown (nuclear and else…) for a few minutes; the purple crocus made me nostalgic:
I was born in Khorasan, the world’s most important saffron producing region, and the yellow pistils of this modest bulb flower is what becomes the most expensive spice in the world: zaferan or saffron.
Now back to the park where the most flamboyant were the primaveras (primulas):
I ask the eternal question: is anything more effortlessly beautiful than a flower?
I have to wait for the tulips to come out one of these days:
nature weaves beautiful rugs:
The pink blossoms over a stream were so pretty:
This one was earlier today at Saint Germain:
but right outside my place, the pansies were going crazy:
I took the picture with a big smile on my face—I love pansies—and later today I made this dress out of these gorgeous flowers:
To see my previous posts about the persian New Year and to see some beautiful poetry:
Last year’s Green Nowruz go here
Nowruz 1388 go here
Haft seen, haft sheen and everything in between go here
“Pourquoi les hommes ne savent-ils pas
Que la capucine n’est pas un hasard…” Sepehri
HAPPY NEW YEAR, NOWRUZ PIROUZ!