What is your favourite flower

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I like triffids myself...

didnt think of that


and sorce, your pictures are very good

Google image takes all the credit. One day I'll take my own pictures.

My favorite flowers are:

Cherry Blossoms
Roses

That's it!

Frangipani, for their smell and the way the twirl when they fall.

And Angel's Trumpet (Datura) - beautiful and deadly.

My favorite flower is a dead flower...

Flowers attract bees. Bees are the enemy of everything that is good...

There is a flower called Stinking Hellbore that I love just for its name.

I was wondering if I am the only one

Yes. Angel's trumpets are fascinating, especially the brugmansias (tree daturas). Somewhere on DA I saw a photo of one with clusters of large pink flowers; it was astoundingly beautiful.

I like this one Eucalyptus Ficofolia
It really looks spactular in time laps photography.

Here are some of my favorite flowers:

Bluebells. There's are many different types of bluebells in the forest or in meadows here, and I and my grandfather used to pick huge bunches of them to bring home when I was little. My grandfather loved them because of their blue hues (white and sky blue was his favorite colors), and because they are so tender and fragile.



Hepatica. Another really common flower here. Early in spring, when the snow has just thawed and the grass either hasn't started growing yet or there are just a few blades, the ground in the forest is covered with them and sometimes looks like a blue carpet. Again, we used to pick plenty of them when I was small, and I still regularly go to the park every spring to see them.



Pulsatilla. This is a protected species which is regarded as rare, but one can still encounter it fairly frequently in the forest here if one knows where to look. I remember I and my grandfather used to search for them during our walks, and I would be really happy if we managed to find some. It was almost like discovering a treasure. When I was really small, my grandfather didn't know they were protected, so we would dig some of them out with their roots, and place them at home in a bowl of water - then they lived for a few weeks, growing and opening right there on the window sill. Afterwards, when I grew up some, I read that they were in the Red Book of Lithuania and told my grandfather not to do this anymore, so we only picked the flowers themselves from then on.

I love their soft fuzziness, and some of them are a really rich, dark violet or navy blue hue inside which is beautiful to look at. I like their common name too; for some reason, in Russian they are called "son-trava" (dream-herb or herb of dreams).





Garden ranunculus (the orange or darker yellow ones). They have such a sunny joyous color, and I've also noticed that they will always turn toward the sun if they are placed in a vase on the table.



Sunflowers. I love all things large, yellow and bright.

Some more (I like all of these for their scent, among other things):

Mimosa. Brings good memories from Sochi and Romania - and then those soft, yellow little globes are SO cute, and just like small suns.




Hyacinth. Potted hyacinths can be found in large quantities in stores here every spring, and I invariably end up buying some, placing them on my desk so that I can always look at them, and compulsively smelling them.




Lily of the valley. Another protected species, but they are all over the place every May, just like hepatica is in early spring - in markets or near stores, one can see women selling small bunches, and many people go to the forest to pick their own. My grandfather and I did so as well. There was a small hill we would travel over on our usual track, and my grandfather knew a place on it where the forest floor was literally covered in lilies of the valley, so we would always bring home a huge bunch.




Day lily. My grandfather used to give me these for my birthday or other occasions. My mother used to get irritated that I placed them in my room, and insisted that I put them elsewhere, because she didn't like the strong scent and thought it would give me a headache; this made both me and my grandfather upset, because I liked the lilies and their scent, and while it made me sort of drunk, it didn't disturb me at all.





Magnolia. The white magnolia brings good brings good memories from Sochi; I've never seen a pink one, but on photos they surely look gorgeous.

I've never seen pink magnolia before. Those are gorgeous pictures.

I'm glad you liked them. (it wasn't me who took them though - everything I've posted in this thread are stock photos)

Some more flowers I like:

Iris. When I was little my paternal grandparents had a tiny summer house in the mountains around Sochi, with a large garden. There were plenty of big, dark violet irises there which we nicknamed "roosters" due to their shape (they were similar to the crest on a rooster's head). Neither I nor my mother really liked their shaggy appearance or the way they dyed one's hands and clothes if crushed, but I came to love these flowers later on.






Cyclamen.





Crocus.

Orchids.

Good, nobody has plugged my favorite yet. As the Wrong Planet's resident member of Scottish royalty, I am pleased and honoured to mention that my favorite flower is the hearty, beautiful, and mildly dangerous thistle.




This is the national flower of Scotland.

As an engineer, I admire this flower on many levels. It's spines are sharper than needles, and provide a most formidable defense. And thistle seeds float in the air, belying an understanding of atmospheric fluid dynamics one might never stop to recognize in a humble plant.

There are wild thistles in western WA, where I live. Throughout the spring and summer, I am fond of keeping a vase of fresh thistles on my study table; when they bloom to seed, I set the vase outside, and the winds carry the seeds off to wherever they are to go. (Once I neglected to do this, and the thistles seeded in my study; I was still finding stray seeds here and there a month later.)

Good fortune,

- Icarus remembers the Order of the Thistle...