La Coccinelle

The picture of a tiny ladybug, a vibrant red dot, surrounded by a sea of lush green. A pleasant encounter that invites us to reflect on the balance and harmony that nature can offer, even in the most minute details. 

A ladybug, small and delicate, moved gracefully among the leaves and flowers. It was as if her bright color was a touch of paint in an already extraordinary painting.


With its bright red shell, it seemed to dance among the leaves as if it were the star of a natural play. 

As I took the photos, I reflected on the symbolism of this encounter. The ladybug, with its distinctive color, symbolizes good luck and prosperity in many cultures. Finding her in the midst of so much greenery made me think of the preciousness of life and the beauty that can emerge even in the most hidden corners of nature.

The final shot shows the ladybug in all her magnificence, surrounded by green leaves that serve as a natural frame. The red dot becomes the visual centerpiece, drawing attention and adding an element of surprise in an otherwise green environment. 

Nature constantly offers us small treasures, and often a small red dot is enough to change our perspective and make us appreciate the beauty around us.

I invite you to look for your "red dots" in your everyday life and take the opportunity to appreciate beauty in even the smallest details. Nature, with its infinite variety and harmony, is an inexhaustible source of inspiration for anyone who is willing to stop for a moment and open up to new perspectives.


Elle me dit: “Quelque chose
Me tourmente.” Et j'aperçus
Son cou de neige, et, dessus,
Un petit insecte rose.

J'aurais dû, - mais, sage ou fou,
A seize ans, on est farouche, -
Voir le baiser sur sa bouche
Plus que l'insecte à son cou.

On eût dit un coquillage;
Dos rose et taché de noir.
Les fauvettes pour nous voir
Se penchaient dans le feuillage.

Sa bouche fraîche était là;
Je me courbai sur la belle,
Et je pris la coccinelle;
Mais le baiser s'envola.

“Fils, apprends comme on me nomme,”
Dit l'insecte du ciel bleu,
“Les bêtes sont au bon Dieu;
Mais la bêtise est à l'homme.”

(Victor Hugo, “La Coccinelle”)

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