My mother's favourite flower is the Arum Lily, and I don't blame her. There is something pristine about the Arum. Its petals so pure, the simple elegance of form and colour...
Arum Lily by ~floramelitensis on deviantART
As for myself, well I've never paid a huge amount of attention to flowers. Maybe it is the tussock-land I grew up with, or my father's love of grasses and NZ native shrubs & hebes. I don't really know. I like the look of a pretty garden, but I don't go to gaga over one. For a gift of flowers I suppose I like bold colours, and budding roses are certainly very lovely.
But when it comes to pansies... well I just love them. They have such a remarkable range of colours and beautiful faces in every flower.
pansie by ~bubblemagnet on deviantART
Pansie by ~photoquilter on deviantART
Sometimes it looks like there's an old man with a massive beard in the flower, and sometimes it looks like the silhouette of an angel. Sometimes the petals have one pattern on the inside, and a ring of colour around the outside too, and sometimes they seem to be all one colour until you look closer. I love all pansies, but my favourites are the darker-than-dark shades. The blood red's and deep purples.
My absolute favourite is the pansy of a purple so dark it is like black velvet.