In the last few weeks I've been very lucky to have received a great many lovely roses, which, like buses, have all arrived in a cluster. The ones above arrived by surprise at the weekend with the Ocado man. My sister had arranged for him to come visiting and as well as these beautiful roses he also brought a bottle of pink sparkly goodness, chocolates, some mango (with a plastic lime, because Laura's shopping basket rarely gets filled without something a little odd ending up in there) and lots of other goodies. Her thoughtfulness and generosity often make me feel like crying - in a good way - because I feel so lucky that she is my sister and that people as lovely as her actually exist. (I also love that she is so sweet-spirited that she actually believed me when I told her by email this morning - expecting her to know that I was joking - that I could do headstands too and that the only reason I hadn't done them at Christmas time was because I didn't want to steal her limelight. Because that's exactly the kind of thing she really might have done. But really, if I was actually capable of doing headstands, I'm ashamed to say that I would have been right there with her, getting the children to give us marks out of ten).
This week I've mostly been sitting at the dining room table doing computery things (sewing room/bedroom: pit of dust and tools) where I've been able to look at these roses all day. They make me think of a man I knew at college - I always loved how when I asked him how he was, he would tell me that he was in 'rude health'. I imagine these roses trilling that about themselves - they are so outrageously cheerful.
Earlier last week my lovely Mama appeared with these beautiful blousey pink roses - they are exquisite and remind me of her lovely soft cheeks.
Sometimes I love something so much that I worry that I might actually photograph it away....do you think that having taken 59 photos of these roses is excessive?
And finally, a few weeks ago my husband bought me these beautiful white roses mixed with lilies - it was around our wedding anniversary and these are very similar to the ones that we had on our wedding day. At the time he bought them we were at the stage of building work where the front door was left open all day and the only place that I could go to keep warm was in the living room with the fire turned on...these roses kept me company in there and made it feel like there was a little bit of serenity in amongst the plaster dust.
I always think I know just which type of roses I love the best...but every time I look at the photos of all of these I'm unable to decide which type and colour really is my all-time favourite. Which makes it all the better that I can't see myself ever being in a situation where I have to definitively say which is the only rose that can continue to exist in the world. But imagine if you were....it's a decision that could take some time.
That's a decision I don't think I could ever make....ReplyDelete
I loved this post--because I love roses. You're a lucky gal!
I love roses and whenever I have any I take way too many pictures of them from every angle. There's something about roses that makes my heart feel full. I think it's lovely that you take so many pictures of them. I think roses quite like it. They seem to puff open and look more gorgeous the more you photograph them! xxxReplyDelete
They really are beautiful. Roses are perfect. I had some beauties in my wedding bouquet. Proper English country garden ones!! My brother and his family were over last weekend. He and my sister in law came to eat with us one evening and he brought me lovely yellow roses. He always brings yellow roses, and because of that whenever I see them they remind me of him. Lovely. Hoorah for brothers and sisters, I don't know where I would be without mine!ReplyDelete
They are lovely - you lucky girl!ReplyDelete
Ah such beautiful blooms! and what a lovely family to have gifted so many!ReplyDelete
I do have an absolute favourite when it comes to roses, delicate lavender tea roses. On the few occasions I've been given them, I've been happier than words could express. I just adore them. But they're all utterly beautiful.
Lucky lucky you. I adore roses.ReplyDelete
They are the loveliest flowers. I enjoy a good long peruse over the david austin rose catalogue trying to decide which roses to buy should I suddenly have oodles of cash to lavish on my garden.ReplyDelete
Roses are my favorite flower, by far. I don't think 59 photos is too many at all! I enjoy them so much. I was fortunate enough to stumble across a bush of my favorite rose - Peace - last year and now have them in my yard. :)ReplyDelete
Such beautiful roses, you're very lucky. I always send my husband roses for Valentines (its a little tradition). You do take truely beautiful photographs too. I love reading your blog.ReplyDelete