When you look back at life you come across photos like this that spark a memory, a feeling, and a desire to experience that moment once again. This photo was taken in my grandmother's backyard where the flowers are not shy and bloom, whenever they feel like, is time without the need to compete with the flower next to it. The name "Nastaran" is a type of flower and an old man once told me that I "bloom not only in the spring but in all seasons of the year".