Flowers on a rooftop

I never know the names of the flowering plants that I see on the streets, on trees, and on peoples' balconies. I live in a country that seems nearly obsessed with using natural things as decorations (something which I admit that I love) and as such, I see a lot of different kinds of flowers all over the place...and I never know any of their names. I would keep plants in my own apartment, if there was any space in which they would get enough sunlight. The problem is that I know what I like, but I don't know the names of any of the different kinds of flowers - and especially not in a language which is not my own native language.

This afternoon, I was sitting with a friend on her rooftop as the sun was beginning to set. I turned around and saw an opening in a roof...kind of like a window but less formal and with no glass. Splayed across this "window" were some of the most beautiful flowers I had yet seen - which I had seen before and to this day still am not sure of the name. Someone once called something similar bouganvillea - pinkish-purple flowers that grow almost vine-like over walls and across windows.

I got out my camera and took a few shots of these across the window, half looking out on the city beyond. I have yet to attempt to edit them in Photoshop but when I saw the image, I knew that it just screamed to be photographed. It has this sort of old-world style charm and quiet; an indescribable quality which denotes peace and happiness (hippie-like, in a way, if you will).  This is one of my favorite things about photography - the ability to take something that is very every-day and very normal and turn it into something else.