Dusky Roses

Here are a couple shots of my roses at dusk tonight.  I am so in love with them for not dying on me.  I am especially in love with my pink one because she is about 10years old and manages to survive my terrible rose growing ability.  I love spring because spring loves me back.

Lagniappe

I went outside to hang out with my doggy.  He is really the best dog EVER! Of course, being that DH and I have been working on our yard, I started weeding and as I worked my way around I came across someone beautiful.

She really made my day. Maybe it isn't as interesting to you as it is to me that I shot 20 photos of her but, the first one that I shot is my favorite. I like her hiding in the shadows and being beautiful. She is in her prime, "in the peak of her beauty," one might say.  She is confident and content and not at all  like that funny little bud seeking the sunshine in the background. Regardless, I got a shot of her full bloom, just to share with you.

I know what you are wondering.  Yes, she smells like a beautiful light floral rose. Not spicy but, light fruity and pink.  This rose was a favorite of mine when I was growing up.  My mom had one just like it planted at our front porch. (That is how I remember it.) It was also the inspiration for my wedding which happens to have been 12 years ago tomorrow. ♥