I love flowers. Which is a really really incomplete and simplistic statement of the deep satisfaction I get from having flowers around me - from cultivating & nurturing them, as well as from looking at and photographing them. And sometimes even from attempting to paint them.
People have asked me in the past what my favourite flower is, and I find it as hard to choose as I do for a favourite book or a favourite word. There is such a variety of colours, shapes, textures, scents - how could one ever be better than the other?