Colourful botanical tattoo of red, orange and pink flowers with green leaves on the inside of a wrist.

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Red and orange flowers on a wrist

Botanical · Forearm · Colour · Photo

A small cluster of flowers in red, orange, pink and yellow sits on the inner wrist, with dark green leaves and stems trailing across the skin. The petals show soft shading and varied tones, giving a painterly finish. The design is centred on the wrist against a plain pale background.

Botanical Forearm Flower Leaves Stem Bouquet

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

Hush now, and mind the lamp, because the next bit is the part the children always get wrong. The garden on the north terrace of Halvard Dome did not start as a garden. It started as a pot of grey dust in a tin box, and a woman called Ines Parrow who would not let anybody throw the box out.

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She had been a painter before the Quiet Years, so she knew what a poppy wanted and what a rose would sulk over. Every morning she sat on the cold step with a brush no bigger than a fingernail and matched the colours from her old ceramic plates: scarlet to rust, rust to the pale gold of a cut lemon, a touch of pink for the heart of things. Where the soil would take a seed, she planted one. Where it would not, she painted the bloom onto the glass of the walkway, so the children would have something to look at while they waited.

Her apprentice, a boy named Tobin Ash with ink always under his nails, complained that she was wasting good paint on the glass. Ines only told him to keep his hands steady and his wrist loose, because the stems should trail like they had somewhere else to be.

In the third winter the glass bloomed. Tobin came up from the frost with the trowel in his hand and found a red cluster pushing through the outside of the pane, pink heart and all, where no seed could ever have reached. The cold had learned her pattern. Ines had already gone down to the lower sheds by then, and she left the brush on the step, its bristles still wet, while the green stems kept climbing the glass after her.