Ranunculus Love

Ocarana slucajnim bazanjem kroz internetska polja ranunkulusa, izadjem na ulicu sa uzdahom zbog suzenog cvetnog opsega u Bgdu...

i bum - nabasam pravo na covu koji na ulici, na uglu Vuka Karadzica i Cara Lazara prodaje iz kartonskih kutija upravo njih, sarene ranunkuluse u razlicitim fazama cvetanja. Pitam ga kako se zove ovo cvece, racunam, seljanke ga sigurno ne zovu ranunkulus. Kaze da su to anemone, ipak, hm... ne bih bas rekla.

Ranunkulusi su cudesni. Negde na pola puta izmedju ruze i bozura...




spaghetti.princess kaze: according to the Victorian language of flowers, a bouquet of ranunculus means "I am dazzled by your charms".




pics via nana817, Creature Comforts, *Louise**, samyaoo, overthemoon, Virginia Spilucchino, Luigi FDV, spaghetti.princess

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Bedazzled by the walk throuh the world wide web's wast fields of ranunculuses, I went out to the streets of Belgrade sighing over a bit poor street flower buying options, at least in comparison to NYC, which sweapt me off my feet flowerwise. And otherwise.

So, I go out and - bum! I bumped straight this little improvised flower corner shop, this guy's selling ranunculuses from a couple of cardboard boxes. In pots, different colors and blooming stages. I'm thinking they must have a common name, the country women surely do not call them ranunculus. He says they're called anemones, ummm, I don't think so.

Ranunkuluses are just miraculous. Somewhere half way between roses and peonies...

spaghetti.princess says: according to the Victorian language of flowers, a bouquet of ranunculus means "I am dazzled by your charms".