Flower Collection- Part II

For winter's rains and ruins are over,

And all the season of snows and sins;

The days dividing lover and lover,

The light that loses, the night that wins;

And time remembered is grief forgotten,

And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,

And in green underwood and cover

Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

-By Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909)
Atalanta in Calydon (1865)

After admiring the first part of my Flower collection, many of my friends thought that the flowers are from my own garden. If I think that the world is my garden, then obviously they are from my garden. But the credit is not mine. Flowers are one of the most dulcet beauties that God has ever made. It is well said that Earth laughs in flowers. Thanks to the almighty gardener who gave me a chance to cherish the utmost beauty and take the pride through my clicks. This colourful fest is going around me, right now where I am staying. Just stepping out of my doorstep I become a part of this heavenly beauty where each and every corner of the earth is singing the mating song of Spring and Summer and what I witness, is infront of you.