grandpa’s pansies
i always thought pansies are the most beautiful flowers of the world .....
may be because i grew up surrounded by and my grandpa Hanns
collected them as leaves and other wild flowers and so did i .....
these pansies are inside a book a long long ago, more than 70 years,
i guess .....
i can smell my memory !!!
Ich liebe dich, Opa !!!
we call them here Amor-perfeito, what means perfect love.
© luisa brehm
posted by luisa brehm at 11:57 PM
4 Comments:
Fascinating how smells trigger such strong memories, and their associated feelings.-- They say it's something to do with the smell center of our brains being connected to the limbic system (said to be in charge of emotions)- the oldest & most primitive part of the brain. Did I just trigger sleepiness?
Anyhow- beautiful image and story.
Happy week Luisa!
Huggsss
very pretty!
Oh these dried pansies you must keep with precious care luisa! They are so beautiful! And such sweet memories....they are irreplaceable....
Tão bonito que ficou ;-) ;-)
Também consigo sentir o cheiro ...
Ah claro, fico à espera de mais, porque há mais, não é ??
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