During our Santa Cruz trip, we stopped at a restaurant to have lunch before heading to the beach. I found these Flirty Pink Dreams outside of the restaurant along the curbs. I do not know the real name of these beauties, but I called them Flirty Pink Dreams because they fluttered in the breeze as if they were daring, flirting with someone to come closer, thus Flirty. Pink because they have the most naturally vibrant pink color I've ever seen on a flower. Dreams because they have whiskers that make them fragile and whimsical. Also because only in dreams would I be able to imagine such combinations.
Compared to roses they are not as showy and most people would have walked by without noticing them, but when they are captured up-close, they are anything but ordinary.
Flirty Pink Dreams reminded me of the dreams I had when I really dream about nothing at all. Have you ever had those types of dreams? In these dreams I usually see soft large cloths, or canopies floating in the air, and beautiful flowers dancing everywhere. The scenes are very much like in the movie Hero and I would feel as if it isn’t ever going to end. Luckily, I don’t have those dreams often and prefer to have dreams about people and places I know and love.