A Peaceful Encounter with Hanging Flower Pots at the Nursery
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I am @maksudakawsar
From Bangladesh
Assalamu Alaikum
How are you all? I hope you are all doing well. I am also doing well with your prayers and love. From today, I started walking a new path in a new community. I hope I can go a long way in a new community. If your prayers and love are with me. There is always a lot of happiness in discovering something new. Anyway, today I have come to share a photography post with you. I hope you will like my post.

To me, photography is an art. And if that photography can be done with the sweetness of the mind, then photography becomes quite attractive and beautiful. Of course, not everyone can take beautiful photography. However, if we can understand the camera lens and focus and take a little time to take photography, then we can also become a skilled photographer. And we can showcase our skills beautifully. So we should learn this beautiful art beautifully.

It was a few days ago. One afternoon, I suddenly felt restless — as if I desperately needed a touch of green. To escape the suffocating walls of the city’s concrete jungle, I went to a nearby nursery. I thought I’d browse through some plants and maybe buy one or two. But what I found there filled not only my eyes but also my heart — a mesmerizing collection of hanging flower pots. Honestly speaking, I had visited nurseries before, but never had I looked at the hanging flowers so intently, so mindfully.

The moment I entered, my eyes were drawn upward. One after another, colorful pots were hanging from above, each carrying beautiful flowers. Some were pink, some purple, and some bright red — each looked like a drop of color fallen straight from the sky. Of course, the potted plants on the ground had their own charm, but these hanging plants had a life of their own. They seemed to be whispering with the breeze, glowing even more as sunlight touched them. Among the many hanging plants I saw at the nursery, a few became my instant favorites. For instance, petunias — their range of colors was incredible. Pink, purple, white, yellow — and that fragrance! When hanging, petunias seem to enhance their beauty many times over. Then there was Zebrina, with its silvery-green leaves striped with purple, as if painted by an artist’s brush. The flowers may be small, but the leaves themselves are so striking, it’s hard to look away. The Moss Rose (Portulaca) blooms only in sunlight, and when it does, it feels like the sun itself has taken the form of a flower. And finally, the Lipstick Plant — its reddish flowers genuinely resemble a lipstick, with glossy, smooth leaves that add to its elegance. Each plant had its own personality. Some captured the heart with their vibrant colors, some with their aroma, and others simply with their unique form and charm.

As I strolled through the nursery, one thought kept crossing my mind — these hanging plants had a distinct presence. Unlike the grounded plants, they seemed a little more free-spirited. Swaying in the breeze, they decorated the space in their own graceful way. And to admire their beauty, one has to look up — which naturally evokes a sense of reverence. It felt as though these plants weren’t just ornaments of the nursery — they were its soul. Another wonderful thing about hanging pots is their space-saving nature. Even in the tiniest corners — a small city balcony or a window grill — they allow you to bring nature home. It’s a perfect solution for urban plant lovers who have limited space but limitless love for greenery.

While walking through the nursery, I took several photos with my phone. Each photo told its own story. In one, a pair of birds rested beside a hanging pot. In another, light and shadow played delicately on the leaves. Looking back at those pictures later, I realized they weren’t just a visual treat — they brought a deep sense of peace to my heart. Those of us living in cities are constantly surrounded by noise, rush, and exhaustion. Sometimes, just a little green, just a touch of floral beauty, can bring immense calm. Without this visit to the nursery, I may have never realized how refreshing and healing it can be.

I don't know how you liked my photography today. But I liked each photography quite a bit. I look forward to your feedback.
Blogger | @maksudakawsar |
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subject | Photography |
Country | Bangladesh |
Not today. I will be back with a new post in the future. Until then, stay tuned.
My identity
I am Maksuda Akter. On the Steemit platform, I am known as @maksudakawsar. I am connected to my Bengali blog from Dhaka. I am a homemaker and also a working professional. Despite that, I love sharing my thoughts in my mother tongue, Bengali, on my blogging platform. I enjoy listening to and singing songs. In my free time, I love to travel and capture beautiful moments with my camera. Occasionally, I write a few lines of poetry inspired by my emotions, which I really enjoy. Above all, I love my dearest mother dearly.
It was great to see the diverse and colorful flower photography. Thank you, sister.