“Don’t be ashamed to weep; ’tis right to grieve. Tears are only water, and flowers, trees, and fruit cannot grow without water. But there must be sunlight also. A wounded heart will heal in time, and when it does, the memory and love of our lost ones is sealed inside to comfort us.”
― Brian Jacques
When I see yellow flowers lately, I think of my late father-in-law Maurice. He was a lover of yellow roses, and though roses are a few months away, the yellow tulips in my garden serve as a springtime proxy.
The tulips, as I mentioned in a previous post, come from my mother-in-law’s garden, so I’m sure Maurice had a hand in nurturing these flowers at some point as well.
There is something, a sense of life and vitality that comes from the colour yellow, something I truly miss in the dark days of winter. So, I am happy to say “Hello Yellow” when it presents itself in the warmth of spring.
Tamron SP AF 90mm f/2.8 Di Macro 1:1 (272ENII)@90mm
1.6 sec, f/32.0 ISO 100
High Resolution image on 500px