Today, I was given a very special gift. (To be accurate, I got it last week, but I found out who gave it to me and I opened it only today.) The person who gave it to me made it clear that there were only three of it in the world.
It turned out to be a 12-month calendar made of beautiful close-up pictures of flowers, painstakingly photographed. I haven’t confirmed it yet, but, given that the person who gave it to me is a photo buff, she probably took the photos and selected twelve of them for a calendar. To me, it’s an inspired yet practical gift.
I felt incredibly moved. The photos were stunningly detailed, at least one of them – with a bee slightly off the very centre of the bloom – wondrous and achingly beautiful to behold.