there is something about childhood friends that you can't forget... the colors of that young age are much brighter... she will never be the same as she used to... flowers are proof that soft things survive too.
the flowers that were used here:
long headed poppy (pappaver dubium) (мак сумнівний) — brick red ones
columbine (aquilegia vulgaris) (орлики звичайні) — little indigo (little dark purple) and yellow in the center
field forget me not (myosotis arvensis) (незабудка польова) — light blue (aqua?) with small yellow center
common primrose (primula vulgaris) (первоцвіт звичайний) — the largest yellow (and slightly ochre) ones with a brown dot in the center
snakes head fritillary (fritillaria meleagris) (рябчик шаховий) — ruby and irony ones, іноді у них є біленька версія
white clover (trifolium repens) (конюшина повзуча) — very soft pink and peachy
foxglove (digitalis purpurea) (наперсник пурпуровий) — ruby and soft pink in the shape of an elongated triangle
scentless mayweed (tripleurospermum inodorum) (триреберник непахучий) — the only white ones
calluna (calluna vulgaris) (верес звичайний) — pink and blue, two colors, and they are so pretty
eaveri (mortushu) (іві) — my oc, she was able to be a real sweetheart. may the flowers remind her how the world used to be.
