Photos of 3 stages of a cluster of tulips I keep by my kitchen window.
Perfectly delicate, yet strong like a warrioress with bold beautiful colours.
Time to spread its petals, reap the warmth of the sun and embrace its alteration with understated colours.
Last moments are spent with each petal patiently waiting their turn to free fall onto the counter leaving behind a still delicate but muted reminder of the transformation of its beauty.
(I know silly.)