This is just the sort of flower that I, in a former life, would have despised. It’s insipid. Inoffensive. Simplistic in design. And pale in colour.
I like loud. I like in-your-face. I like complicated whirls and twirls. I like bright colours.
My current reality is, however, that I like them both.
Actually, I think I just like flowers. (Had you noticed?)