Bought these red Anthuriums in a little pot. They have such a simple yet elegant shape. A woman behind me at the checkout told me that it was the only flower her father could ever recall the name of because he liked them so much. As a result when he died they had a red and white Athurium design printed on a blanket to drape over his casket. Flowers can touch us in so many ways…
Photo 1: Red Anthuriums
Photo 2: Bud and bloom
Photo 3: Anthurium curves
Photo 4: Side by side
Photo 5: On the edge
