These flowers in my garden take me to the world of fairies👼,the woods🏞 in the play ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’ written by William Shakespeare.
Especially this dialogue by Oberon,🤴 the king of the fairies to Robin Goodfellow/puck.
Yet marked I where the bolt of Cupid fell. It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love’s wound. And maidens call it “love-in-idleness.”
Even though it is not that flower, i feel so pleasure to recall the wonderful play once again through this butterfly pea/blue pea.