Flowers in Corfu don't demand attention. They aren't arranged in compositions or wait to be seen. They simply grow—where they're allowed sun, wind, and a little earth. Sometimes it seems the island speaks through them. Not with words, but with shades, scents, and the shape of petals. White, pink, yellow—they appear suddenly, without warning, along roadsides, against stone walls, between steps. Corfu flowers aren't decorative. They aren't created to beautify. They're a part of