This picture is so richly detailed that we can even see the pollen on the petals. In France, we have this tradition when we fall in love to pick up a daisy, and tear off the petals one by one and saying at the same time for each petal lost : she loves me, she loves me a lot, she loves me passionately, she loves me crazy, she loves me a little, she loves me not, until the last petal that will decide how she loves me.