It is only recently that i have come to appreciate the color pink. I used to go for dark colors to express my rebel attitude. I guess time truly has a way of mellowing out those rough preferences. Sweet, soft, feminine pink calms me now.
In one pocket garden i was drawn to crouch down on my knees to get a glimpse of the beautiful pink flower buds that were partially hidden by its equally beautiful leaves -- eye-catching by themselves. They can stand alone if you ask me. But those buds make the plant all the more special. That to me is grace.
