Red geraniums.
Absolutely indubitably 100% near the top of my flower-list.
I have been criticized by some who call them "granny flowers", but if that is the case then, my friend, all of France is a granny-nation, since these sturdy bright beauties are found everywhere!
These particular ones were given to me subversively by Christian, le chef des serres (the greenhouse boss), after I had been beheading them for (re)planting. Kept them in a glass on my desk--pure happiness for when you're feeling blue.
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