Sunday, October 17, 2010
The weather isn't quite right for it - it's better when it's blazing through crisp cold air, or trying to drown you when it's hot and humid. But I still love it.
It's flowers in a bad mood. Powerful flowers in a bad mood. Flowers flaunting their ability to smell like decay and fire and death. Flowers that are in no mood to suffer fools gladly.
I wonder what percentage of lovers of Tubereuse Criminelle are cat people?
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Image: By Hannibal Poenaru. Wikimedia Commons.