It's hard not to see a twirling skirt in a fuchsia's corolla and dancing slippered feet in her corona. What lovely little flowers.
I noticed these two "friends" enjoying the sun under a big oak tree outside my mom's kitchen window.
I wanted the fuchsias encircled with activity or bustle, like the busy world which seems to blur and fade when you're with someone special.
Delightful, but I miss the text. Perhaps this illustration will become the front of a folded greeting card with the text in the interior.