Whenever I see a pretty flower or a bewitching bird, my first question will be what's the name of this beauty? But more often than not, I won't remember any of these names.
But as Shakespeare said, what's in a name? "A rose by any other name would smell as sweet". Does hibiscus name do justice to the tall and proud stamen?
I have learnt that even though the naming of the flowers or birds is a temporary pleasure, the joy I get by spotting it, is a joy unbound. At the end, I will never know everything but I wish I can at least see/ experience everything.