When traveling I always try to find flower shops and flower stands to take a photo. It is wonderful to see how people from different countries put flowers on display, the places where you can buy flowers, what do the bouquets look like, how much do they cost? In Oslo a bunch of us,colleagues bought together a tulip bouquet for our friend that invited us home,it was so expensive and then in Napoli I remember a young boy proudly delivering a huge bouquet from the flower shop somewhere in the neighborhood,he was happy just holding it. In Trieste you can find cyclamen in each flower shop and Salzburg has wonderful flower stalls at its Grunmarkt. Wandering Milan at night a gypsy boy would came by to sell you some roses, red as love. In Valencia I saw the most colorful bouquets .But wherever it is , it is always the same, flowers bring joy, sometimes looks like even the seller himself is happy offering such an abundance of color.And I always try to capture at least a bit of this joy to bring home with me and it was just the same with pictured above flower shop in Bologna. Wouldn’t you be happy to have one of those bouquets, at least in the photo?
It’s been a hot Sunday, after so many rainy days the temperatures have reached 30 degrees C.As I couldn’t wait the rain to stop-for rain is so bad for the roses,so now I can’t help my roses stand up this heat.This fragility of roses may be making them even more beautiful, who knows.I’ve just taken some photos, remembering my Latin lesson: Rosa pulchra est………….